"I'm glad to be working with you Rolando." Trezlan was in an unusually cheery mood. Well unusual to Rolando, he was sure his father was happy for someone, not usually him. He only recalled disappointing Trezlan at all times for everything. Deliah, his mother, told him that was just Trezlan's way, but he always took it personally that his own father never seemed to appreciate what he did ever even when it was something that Trezlan wanted.
"Yeah its great to be working with a known criminal and an assassin on a nebulous task while I'm technically breaking my oath to the empire." The three of them were riding in Dubois's shuttle, they figured it was safer since Lyn wouldn't be actively trying to kill an assassin, in theory.
"He does have a point Trezlan, perhaps we should put him back with his people."
"Nonesense, he's already screwed for what he did, might as well see it through to its bloody end." Trezlan had already told Rolando a lot of people were going to have to die, it was something he always said, it seemed to Rolando that death was something Trezlan used as the solution to every problem.
"Gee dad you're so kind to me, so exactly what are we doing?"
"We aren't doing anything, you two are going to deal with Lyn, I will take care of the necromancer."
"Yeah that's not how this will work, you can't cut me out of this Trezlan, I'm not an assassin, and I'll be bringing that necromancer in, he's got to answer for his crimes."
"Gentleman if you are going to argue I'm going to turn this shuttle around." Dubois never had any children of his own, but plenty of the other Mordere's did, so he was used to these kind of disputes, usually about something similar.
"This isn't an argument," Trezlan reached over and touched Rolando's cheek and he passed out.
"Some kind of skin poison?" Dubois had never seen someone be able to touch someone and make them pass out.
"Trade secret, keep watch of the boy, he's useful enough in a fight, now drop me off at these coordinates I got business to do." Dubois did as he was instructed, it was the price of his orders allegiance to Trezlan. When Rolando woke up he was furious, but most son's generally were when their fathers left them behind.
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