Xandros arrived 'alone' at the docks and a figure in a hooded cloak had their back turned to him. He narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Is it fun to play dress up, August?"
August, the former crown prince turned around with naked hate in his eyes. He sneered slightly.
"I didn't think you'd come. It seems you do care a bit about that old geezer."
Xandros shrugged
"Not really. I'm just curious."
August was bewildered
"What do you mean?"
Xandros looked at him like looking at a fool
"You don't really think I'm not aware that you poisoned the king are you?"
August paled slightly. He thought his actions were discreet but under Xandros's gaze, he felt like he had been stripped naked. And that was what he hated the most.
"So you knew but didn't do anything to help him? Is it because you already knew he would pass the throne to you and couldn't wait for him to die?"
Xandros faced him calmly
