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.

the vows made during those dark, desperate

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a quiet, sorrowful stillness. No

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

to fall into

by keeping one's promises could one stand tall like a

blinked, as if waking from a dizzying,

Pittman, Lord Southville, Lord. Centara, 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 can compensate. Just forgive us this once, and I

"What's money? You can't take it with you

die!

doesn't want compensation. He wants justice.

what you truly think, then you're no better than a

helped you get here didn't do it so you could become another corrupt landowner. They did

status, you think you

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

Southmere snorted. "The Fioris must all die. For the Dragon Lord's

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

pity for you,

If I

his

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

fired two shots into

same time, Skylar's bullet pierced Rhett's

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Silence, thick and absolute, filled the

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seats, watching the fallen Lord

of blood.

the lords officers pulled out their own guns, all aiming

Skylar shouted, his voice cutting through the tension. Within moments, thirty ruthless. assassins stormed in, guns

given you what I owed you. I expect you to take responsibility, to stand

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

gave me. I've

disgust. "Skylar,

two bullets for Rhett, but you've forgotten that he gave you a life, food, and

for him, you wouldn't have been around to block