“Their skins had been peeled back in strips so that their naked bodies seemed dressed in tattered rags. “You should not have killed them.” Jui Ah glowered at Saint-Germain. “They are the enemies of this land. Killing them was not appropriate.” Saint-Germain regarded the militia Captain narrowly. He could sense other men in the courtyard were listening to their exchange, though he made an effort to speak quietly. “They were past being men when your soldiers finished with them. What is the point i...n preserving life, if you call a heartbeat life, in broken flesh?” He felt tired as he asked, and hooked his thumbs into the wide leather belt he wore around his Frankish pelisse. “Of course!” Jui Ah scoffed. “This is not your land, foreigner. These are not your people. You have not heard the screams of your loved ones come from the flames of a burning house—” “I have,” Saint-Germain corrected him grimly. “More than once. But let it pass.” Jui Ah was not going to be put off.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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