M,
I had him.
Marcus was in custody, just like you asked. We stopped for the night—same inn as last time. Thought it might bring me luck. Familiar ground, familiar outcome, right?
Wrong.
It happened fast. One minute I was guarding him in the room, the next—chaos. He broke my wrist trying to run. Then some coward blindsided me and knocked me out cold. Real brave. Still, maybe it was a mercy.
Because what I woke to… by the Light, M. There were twelve of us. Twelve. The best Enforcers in the region. Now the courtyard looks like a butcher’s table. Limbs, blood, steel—everywhere. I’ve seen Blight-trained killers before. But never anything like this. One man. No magic. Just fury.
Marcus is gone. Not sure if he escaped or if the butcher took him. Either way, I’ll find him. I know how important this is to you.
Stay sharp. You’re closer to the throne than ever—and that means danger. They’ll smile to your face and aim for your back.
I’ll return to your side soon.
Yours always,
T