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Damian's sword slid easily into the imperial's neck, and the man was dead before he even knew what had hit him. In one smooth motion, the former prince withdrew and sheathed his blade.

Since the fall of the capital to an unexpected attack by the imperial dragon riders, Damian had gone back to what he did best: killing. His father would've disapproved, but he wasn't here now. None of his family was, except for his mother and maternal grandfather. Talia had encouraged Damian to make use of the League of Assassins' strength and take his revenge on those who'd deny him his birthright. But Damian knew his grandfather would've been all too eager to seize more influence through him; he'd declined. His mother had been disappointed, but she'd seen in Damian a reflection of his father, and of that, she'd been proud. He'd gone solo, with her blessings.

Damian had been covertly disrupting imperial camps and supply lines for months now, quietly taking down influential figures and sabotaging food and weapon shipments.

He wasn't proud of his actions during the invasion. His knight had insisted they flee, but Damian, young and arrogant, had attacked. And he would've died, if not for his knight's intervention. He'd watched helplessly as his protector was skewered by multiple imperial weapons. His legs had refused to obey. His mother had extracted him—how she'd known to be there he wasn't sure, but he assumed the League had known of the attack in advance—and admonished him, claiming his time as royalty had made him soft.

Now he was determined not to be soft anymore. He'd kill them all one by one, if he had to. For his father, his siblings, and his knight. For all the others he'd never see again.

His blade pressed firmly against the throat of a merchant who'd been loading supplies into a cart. "Not one word," he whispered harshly, dragging the merchant into the woods. "Make one sound, and I will end your life."

He would end this merchant's life anyway, but he needed information first. And he knew how to make someone talk.