Silas"Son. Do you think Joash is dead?" My father asked again, looking piercingly into my eyes. I couldn't hide."I… mmmm… I… think, I, we should presume that he is dead. We haven't heard anything about him after the battle. He was wounded by a poisoned arrow and It's been months now, we haven't heard anything about him."And you believe that? Joash is a beast. He sure has a long life. Do you think, after all that he has accomplished, a single arrow soaked with poison would take him down?" Father asked, his unwavering stare boring into my mind.Hearing him insist, it was obvious that he had his answers and I had to tread with wisdom."... Hmmm … Given all that we know about Joash, he might still be somewhere breathing," I said blankly, looking into my father's cold stares. I had to act like I was with him, or else he would notice an anomaly."The only assurance is the potency of the poison. Although Blake, who supplied the poison, vouched for its potency, I can't trust him blindly. I
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