“You think I didn’t love my brother?” I heard a hint of roughness in his voice. “I have no idea.” “You’re right. You don’t. The Corbin you knew was a different man.” “That’s my point exactly. The man whose death you came to avenge was already dead. I don’t know who killed Corbin Hardin det Thracen-Courune. I do know who killed Corbin Hardin, the thief. That’s who I have a score to settle with. Who do you have a score with, Lord Osskil?”
