The sound of Lidien's hands gripping and the muffled screams and cries outside could be heard inside the carriage.
Lidien turned around, a sinister smile from ear to ear along with his slitted eyes touching his face.
And in the span of a heartbeat, as he turned back to face them, a single tear was already tracing a path down his cheek.
As the salty taste of the tear reached his lips, he said.
"Wh-why? I offered them freedom! Why did they escape?"
Xyon and Alva didn't know what to say, and just stayed silent as they remembered from inside the carriage what happened the night the slaves escaped.
Just a few hours after the pre-war celebration, when all of the soldiers were drunk from happiness, and too weak to stop the now freed slaves, even Mad Dog who was intoxicated from drink,
couldn't stop the riot and theft made by the freed slaves. No one knew who planned it, who incited it, but one thing they knew.
