Sean fled the scene in a panicked manner, and Mag carried the unconscious coach driver back onto the carriage before continuing to drive the barely functioning horse-drawn carriage toward the food street.
Looks like I've already aroused Sean's suspicions. I'll have to prove to him tomorrow on the king's birthday banquet that I'm not Alex, Mag thought to himself with a heavy heart.
Sean wasn't as rough around the edges as his appearance suggested. If he had suspicions toward Mag, then he would continue to keep an eye on him. The assassin that had been following Louis verified the notion that he had never given on his search for Alex, and he wanted Alex dead just as much as Josh did.
If Alex wasn't dead, then all of his efforts for the past three years would go to waste. All of the respect and admiration he received from the public would be transferred back to Alex. There could only be one war god, and it had to be the most powerful person in the entire empire.
