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.

remember the vows made during those dark, desperate

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filled with a quiet, sorrowful stillness. No one

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

fall into an irreversible

keeping one's promises could one stand tall like a mountain, admired

as if waking from a dizzying, distorted

eyes to Lord Southmere, Lord Westeria Lord Northlorn, Lord Pittman, Lord Southville, Lord. Centara, and Lord Quintana-all pillars of Draconia. He swallowed hard. After a long pause, he finally spoke,

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

"What's money?

die!

He wants justice. He

think,

who helped you get here didn't do it so you

you have some money and status, you think you can kill without consequence? That's the logic of

something dark. "My lord, if we

"The Fioris must all die. For the

back, horror in his eyes. "My lord, you always talk about loyalty, about promises. Don't you owe me a life in

nodded slowly. "Skylar, I once felt some pity for you, But now,

I never owe anyone anything. If

out his hand. "Give

the pistol into Lord Southmeres hand, Skylar quickly

fired two shots

the same time, Skylar's bullet pierced

collapsed, blood pouring

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fallen Lord Southmere, once a hero, now lying in

of blood.

officers pulled out their own guns,

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

"Skylar, I've already given you what I owed you. I expect you to take responsibility, to stand up like a man. Don't let our descendants

some fate's to control! Just because you helped me once doesn't mean I'll let you drag me

you gave me. I've already

of disgust. "Skylar, you're

but you've forgotten that he gave you a life, food, and

you wouldn't have been around to block those bullets. You'd be