Edward swallowed hard at the thought.
Betraying the national hero who had slain the dragon that had nearly wiped out the entire Western Province and other provinces was surely a capital offense. The kingdom would never forgive him and would hunt him down relentlessly.
That would explain why he tended to stay in hiding or let others take the blows.
'Has my father been faking it all this time? Maybe he really is still powerful, but has had to hide because of what he did,' he thought.
Even if his father were a traitor, he wouldn't blame him. He must have had his reasons, and he'd like to know them.
But thinking that way also went quite against what he knew of his father. Was a man so loyal capable of betrayal?
'Silas…' Edward suddenly remembered Silas.
More than once, he had shown that he hadn't been an ordinary person in the past. He was a powerful beastmaster, someone his father had trusted. And he treated Línnava like a nest of treacherous rats.
