“I know I asked for your forgiveness, Fireon…” Igivar slowly voiced out, sounding tired and facing him once again. “And I do understand if you don’t and can’t give it to me. Even I can’t forgive myself for betraying you, and I’ll forever feel bad about it but not that I feel remorse for causing the death of your family because I still believe they’re nothing compared to you. But just the idea of perfidy after all those years of friendship, that’s what I feel so bad because I care about it so much, even if you don’t want to believe me now. I broke your trust, so…”
“Do you really like to rule Sarvatt?” Fireon asked his ex-friend.
Igivar chuckled. “The way it is now? Of course not! I was blackmailed, Fireon. And it’s funny though. Nayzeris put it like we had a deal. That dragon b*tch really
