Chapter 55

Alcina parts from Brendan with a pout and somewhat unwillingly, as Alfred has requested his sister’s company to the library in House Warner’s possession.

Brendan, meanwhile, decides to head to the soldiers’ courtyard to seek Lincoln for another spar.

He is accosted, having hardly made it down the hallway, by Nordin Brown.

The man, wearing his beauty like the most lethal armor in the world, adorned in a chic, classic blue suit, storms up to him with a radiant smile on his lips that somehow manages to convey a world of pain. At his waist, Brendan can see the gleam of silver, his sword swinging at his side.

“Good morning, Lord Brendan,” Nordin greets, as though he had not openly denounced him just the day prior.

Brendan smirks. “Good morning,” he replies pleasantly enough.

When Nordin nears, his beautiful smile drops into something far more predatory. Brendan thinks to himself that this man would have not at all been out of place in the center of a warzone, decapitating enemies left and