Maddox Drakencrest had seen a lot of shit in his life.
Nothing, not a single goddamn thing, had prepared him for the absolute clusterfuck unfolding now.
Five mental images were about to be burned into his retinas for eternity.
DOMINO 24: WHAT THE FLYING FUCK IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE
LUNARIS KEEP - PRINCESS'S TOWER - 7:38 PM
The doors flew inwards with a BANG because Maddox kicked the door instead of using the handle.
His eyes found Kael first on the bed, not moving, then his jaw dropped.
Mental Image 1: Dead Man, Bleeding Man, Kneeling Man
Three men. One on the floor. One kneeling. One standing.
First, an old man was lying flat on the ground, staring blankly at the ceiling, completely still.
Second, Renwick Lunaris was on one knee with two fingers pressed to the old man's neck, presumably searching for a pulse.
Third, Cassian stood, holding a blade at Renwick's throat with one hand, and pressing his other hand to his ribs.
That was the first thing Maddox saw.
