Reign of Madness (King's Dark Tidings, #2)

by Kel Kade

The men exchanged worried glances. Mayor Quey’s face turned pallid and broke into a cold sweat. Jiruthis licked his lips as he eyed the sword and said, “So, what will you do to us?” Rezkin looked down at the sword in his hand as though just realizing he held it and shook his head. “Oh, no, this will not do,” he remarked as he slid the blade back into the scabbard on his back. “You see, the guards are going to find the two of you in a few hours, and they are going to believe that you managed to kill each other. People will assume that Mayor Quey was angry with you for not hanging his son’s killer, and you defended yourself. Some might argue that you were angry with Quey for pressuring you into that farce of a trial that lost you your position. I can assure you, though, that no one will ever consider that I was somehow involved.” “Y-You expect us to kill each other?” Quey stammered. Rezkin raised a brow. “Well, that would make my job much easier, but I doubt you will be so accommodating. Or am I wrong?” Rezkin queried, looking to both men as if genuinely in need of clarification. He received two scowls in return. “No, I thought not. I will make it look like the two of you killed each other. Unfortunately, neither of you look to have the Skills to kill efficiently, so I will have to rough you up a bit, and the killing blows might get a bit messy,” he stated as if in afterthought. Mayor Quey scoffed, “You think we are going to stand here while you beat us to death?” “Actually,...