Rhaven stood still as stone. The black tube close to his mouth held the assassin at bay. "Had I known you lived, I would have found you long ago, though that is not the reason for my visit."
Questions danced in Damon's eyes.
"Why is the Black Rose concerned with Rahg Fal-Thera, a mere village boy? What has he done to warrant an assassination?"
"So," Damon nodded his understanding, "you are the cause of my troubles with this boy. I was beginning to believe the Master had finally awarded me an assignment that required my personal skills. Now I see it was merely coincidence. If you put down that tube and do battle like a warrior, we will resolve that problem as well."
"Master? You obey another's orders like a trained hound?"
Damon fumed. "I follow only one," he said. "And you would be wi
