Chapter 221

"Do you think the assassin succeeded?" Sir Gavin asked, "We actually have a body that the Free Agents are autopsy-ing. Piece by piece, we might be able to stay one step ahead of Sir Socoshian." "Is it just me," I wondered, "Or does it seem as though Sir Socoshian hasn't been back here since the conference?" "For obvious reasons, my lord! You've turned the upper ring into your playing field. You have amassed a large enough following to dent his plans to overthrow you. He'd need an army to back up his efforts." Sir Ruben said, sounding proud. "What do you mean?" I asked. Sir Ruben got to his feet, stepping off the the throne. He extended his hand out with a warm smile. "Come with me, your Grace!" He said. I did so, the man leading me toward the terrace. Through the windows, I could see Sir Gavin standing, peering over the terrace ledge. He turned, hearing the door open, smiling at me. The man was bruised, covered in deep scratches up and down his neck and face. He extended his hand out o