Theodore looked back at his men, and then back to Mongrel and then the Lawkeeper. "You are the Royal Preceptor. You are in all probability the highest ranking person from the Kingdom's government left on Kempin. So set a course, and I will...
So, again. No thanks needed. But, I understand the sentiment. You will find this hard to understand, perhaps. But, I am beyond sentiment. And I don't mean to sound uncaring. But...frankly, I'm beyond caring as well."
At a nearby table, three merchants, of Imperial stock, sat blankly staring into their untouched mugs of beer. They were alive, but they had the look of men who had lost everything.