Even though the Ambassador had united the rebellious factions among the Dark Lord’s flock, there continued to be major problems. Information still leaked to Subaire. Francois had supposedly ordered the leaks to plug themselves, having told them that Roche had infiltrated the network of spies and would soon know who the informants were. To accentuate this point, several of the leaks had met swift and not-so-accidental deaths. That should have stopped the problem, but it hadn’t. Subaire was still aware of the Dark Lord’s moves before he had set them in motion, and this fact alone was costing him the war. Sarnova blamed the Sangro Sankts. The hell of it was that his people were dying out there. Worse, they died for his dreams, not their own—they died for a vision of a world where all shades would have a home. I will not surrender. If he handed himself over to Subaire, he might as well fly into the sun. She wouldn’t kill him, but he would never really be able to live again. No, he knew what he had to do.
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