General Warby had fallen to Donnovan’s hand, not Thomas Quentin’s. Did it matter? Men fell to friendly fire in battle all the time. Accidents happened. HOPE was temporarily hobbled by the loss of a general, but a new one would be selected and business would continue. Embroiling the Council in a debate and inquiry would only hinder ongoing efforts of reform. Better to keep that knowledge to himself. Donnovan Channon, she also disclosed, had murdered his own father. That particular news was more troublesome, given the whispered rumors of matricide that already swirled in St. Alban’s halls. Both illustrated how unfit Donnovan was for leadership, but when compared to his brother, was there any other choice? Sometimes brutality was necessary. Sometimes change only came on the precipice of death. If it was true, how could Lord stand by and allow the young man to seize power in LaGuardia? He tossed the crumpled page into one of the fire barrel that illuminated the Fortress path and watched it twist and crumble upon the searing coals. The Council must never know. Channon was on his way home and, by the end of the day would be LaGuardia’s new Laedan…with or without a Marrock at his side. Given his own history, Lord cleared his throat and marched back inside, did Channon’s actions and false claims even matter?
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Date: 2024-12-31 07:47 pm (UTC)Did it matter? Men fell to friendly fire in battle all the time. Accidents happened. HOPE was temporarily hobbled by the loss of a general, but a new one would be selected and business would continue. Embroiling the Council in a debate and inquiry would only hinder ongoing efforts of reform. Better to keep that knowledge to himself.
Donnovan Channon, she also disclosed, had murdered his own father.
That particular news was more troublesome, given the whispered rumors of matricide that already swirled in St. Alban’s halls. Both illustrated how unfit Donnovan was for leadership, but when compared to his brother, was there any other choice? Sometimes brutality was necessary. Sometimes change only came on the precipice of death.
If it was true, how could Lord stand by and allow the young man to seize power in LaGuardia?
He tossed the crumpled page into one of the fire barrel that illuminated the Fortress path and watched it twist and crumble upon the searing coals. The Council must never know. Channon was on his way home and, by the end of the day would be LaGuardia’s new Laedan…with or without a Marrock at his side.
Given his own history, Lord cleared his throat and marched back inside, did Channon’s actions and false claims even matter?