Chapter fourteen
Concerning Seg the Horkandur’s discoveryExecutions carried out in the provinces along the Kazzchun River were matters of elegant if bloody simplicity.
There was, quite obviously, no need to keep an executioner with an axe on the payroll. Prisoners due for the chop were merely invited to take a little swim in the river.
Reflecting on this, Nath the Keys shoved his bent back more comfortably against the straw-filled sack against the guardhouse wall, scratched under an armpit, flicked away a couple of pesky flies, and then took a chunky bite out of his cheese pie. As he was an apim with only two hands, these actions had to be performed in sequence, unlike those diffs with usefully more than two hands who’d do the whole lot in one go, and wipe their noses into the bargain.
