The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 804 To Forget Means Death

The room grew still, the kind of silence that pressed down like a weight.

Rhett stood frozen for a moment, then let out a bitter laugh.

His eyes, worn and tired from years of hardship, burned now with a sharp, unyielding coldness.

"A small man seeks power for his own gain, he said, his voice low.

"A true man fights for something greater, driven by honor and faith.

"The son of a rich landowner who kills and destroys-be is beyond saving, Or that's what you said.

"But what about us? What about our people? The ones who oppress, who exploit? Should they get a free pass? That was the thing you asked. "What kind of logic is that?

"A royal pardon is nothing but useless garbage!

"The only thing that truly endures is a cause fought for the greater good!

"I followed the Dragon Lord to claim this land for one reason-to create a place where all are equal.

"Now you come here, talking to me about special privileges. If that's supposed to be an insult, you did a mighty fine job.

"I am a proud lord of Draconia, and I will never stoop to such dishonorable acts!"

Rhett's words echoed in the room, loud and heavy, like the toll of a bell.

In the stillness that followed, every heart seemed to quiver.

The sound, the feeling-it was something forgotten, something distant.

If the old general, nearing the end of his years, hadn't spoken with such raw emotion, no one would have remembered.

Forgotten would be the soldiers who fought and died, one by one, in the heat of battle.

They had left behind families, homes, and everything they knew-fighting for a future of justice, fairness, and equality for all.

Not to protect the selfish whims of a few!

But time changes everything.

Those noble ideals, once strong and clear, have faded.

Now, only a few fractured mountains stand against the storm.

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kind of silence that clung to the air, like the terror before a fall from

forget was to fall into an

could one stand tall like

waking from

and Lord Quintana-all pillars of Draconia. He swallowed hard. After a long pause, he finally spoke, his voice trembling, "My lord, I was your head of guards. I took two bullets for you. I've earned

descendants make a mistake, I can compensate. Just forgive us this once,

cutting him off. "What's money? You can't

die!

doesn't want compensation. He wants

if that's what you truly think, then you're no better

you could become another

that you have some money and status, you think you can

flashed with something dark. "My lord, if we follow your reasoning, then

all

you always talk about loyalty, about promises.

some pity for you, But

I never owe anyone anything. If I promised

held out his hand. "Give me

pistol into Lord Southmeres hand, Skylar quickly drew his own gun and pointed

two shots

time, Skylar's

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seats, watching the fallen Lord Southmere, once a

of blood.

pulled out their own guns, all

the tension. Within moments, thirty ruthless. assassins stormed in, guns aimed at

owed you. I expect you to take responsibility, to stand up like a man. Don't let our descendants curse us for what we've

with fury. "My life is mine, not some fate's to control! Just because you helped me once doesn't mean

gave me. I've already

voice was full of disgust.

forgotten that he gave you a life, food, and half a

to block those bullets. You'd be dead, hunted by those