CHAPTER FOURTEEN
“Rexus!”
Rexus turned to see a frantic Nesos sprinting toward him, and his heart flooded with dread. Nesos had been dispatched on an important mission, so his being here couldn’t be good, Rexus knew.
Nesos skidded to a halt right in front of Rexus, dust stirring the air, and rested hands on knees while he panted.
“I just came… from northern Delos and… the Empire soldiers are everywhere… saying new laws are being enacted, they are hauling off… firstborn men, slaughtering… anyone who refuses,” Nesos said, still breathless, sweat running down his face.
Rexus’s blood curdled. He shot to his feet and took off at a run toward the main entrance of the castle. He had to warn the others.
“Next they will attack Delos east, then west…and finally south,” Nesos said, trailing aft
