“Flynn!” The shout was still buried in Nicholas’s skull. The terror in Holland’s voice had only made the agony of his injuries greater.
lynn!”“This is not what I agreed to, Admiral.” The words escaped Nicholas’s lips as his strength gave out and his legs buckled beneath him. “I should have stayed at King’s Landing with Dom and enjoyed the rest of my leave.” That’s what he’d been doing before all this had started. Taking a few weeks of much-deserved rest and contemplating his future with the navy. “Instead, that bloody madman nearly shot me.”
“I know, my boy. This is my fault. I didn’t want that man here in my fort, but I didn’t have much say in the matter. His family is well connected and, unfortunately, as aware of his . . . madness as I am because they’ve sent him far away from England
