we’ll set his house on fire. We’ll hang him from the nearest tree by his arms and then we’ll leave. He’ll hang there staring at the ashes of his house and begging for help, and the people of his town will pass by him as if he were invisible because they’ll know that if anyone helps him, we’ll return. Did you get all that?” The mercenary nodded. “Good man. Off with you.” The mercenary didn’t move. “Go on.” Hugh waved him on. “You’re losing daylight.” The mercenary spun and ran for the gates. “Bury the garbage off somewhere,” Hugh said, nodding at the corpse. “And clean the lawn. Fire, salt, the
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