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After a time, I realize Kallias is toying with him. Though the two swords meet in the air with metallic clanks, every time the assassin attempts to make his own jabs toward the king, they go right through him. Like he’s dueling a ghost. Unkillable. Untouchable.
“If I have time to shift into shadow before an injury kills me, the shadows will heal it.”
“Thank you,” he says. “But do not ever put your life on the line for mine. I can heal. You cannot.”
“And forgive me, but I haven’t particularly enjoyed any of our past conversations. I have a hard time believing this one will be any better.”
But something bothers me about the council’s insistence on an heir from Kallias. Wouldn’t they know exactly how his powers work? And if so, wouldn’t they want him to avoid touching anyone? Unless they are indeed the ones trying to have him killed. I’m beginning to think Kallias’s fears are perfectly warranted.
