Chapter 40 King On The Ship
- Rokan’s chest heaved as Kael lifted his hand off the wound. The blood ran in thin rivulets down his arm, dripping onto the floor. His bravado was gone now, stripped raw.
- “I’ll talk…” he muttered, the fight drained from his voice.
- Kael leaned back, calm as ever, twirling the scalpel once before setting it neatly on the table. “Then talk.”