Jade looked at him open-mouthed. “You don’t want to do anything the easy way, do you? Well, whether you like it or not, we’re at war. People die in a war.”
“This is an affair of honor between Horsson and myself.”
“I’m not just thinking about getting in, but getting out afterward.”
“That is not nearly as important.”
“Maybe not to you, but it’s high on my list.”
“You took my money and agreed to do what I said.”
“Within reason. But there’s no one—no one—who can guarantee to get you close to Horsson without killing someone.”
Fastal gave the matter long thought. “I can see the problem,” he said at last. “But will you at least promise to try, and to kill only as a last resort?”
“I’ll try,” she said without enthusiasm, adding under her breath, “Amateurs!”
Jade forced Fastal to eat, drink
