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The Dagger’s name was Viktor, and he remained glued to Radyn’s side
after the raid. At first, Radyn had wanted to return to the surface, but Viktor
told him that wouldn’t be possible. The clan had flooded the area and had
all exits locked down. They wouldn’t open again until they were certain
they’d cleared the halls of the last of the raiders, but that was a process that
would take most of the night, at least.
Radyn pressed, but Viktor didn’t bend, and eventually Radyn relented.
Viktor escorted him back to the apartment Radyn and Father had shared.
The familiar hallways stretched on to infinity, but eventually, they reached
Radyn’s door. He bowed to the Dagger. “Thank you, but I’d rather go in
Viktor returned the bow but didn’t leave. He looked like he wanted to
say something but wasn’t certain how to say it. He rubbed at the back of his
neck. “Your father. Was he tall, with dark hair?”
Viktor swallowed hard. “He died a hero. He held off most of the raiders
on his own, giving us the time to get there and catch the rest. I can’t even
guess how many lives he saved.”
Radyn knew the story was supposed to make him feel better, but he only
felt hollow inside. “Thank you for letting me know,” he said, more out of
politeness than gratitude.
“I’ll speak to my commander tomorrow,” Viktor said. “I’m sure a Shield
would be here tomorrow regardless, but I’d like to request that the clan
supervise your transition. Would that be acceptable?”
Again, Radyn knew he should have felt honored. A few hours ago, he
would have bowed his forehead against the floor for such attention from the
clan. Now, all he could perform was a small dip of his head. “I’d like that,”
“Good. Well, again, I am sorry for your loss. Firestone owes you and
your father a debt we can never repay. Get some rest, and if you need
anything between now and tomorrow, please come to the academy and ask
for me by name.”
Viktor didn’t wait for Radyn to respond. He bowed again and hurried
down the hallway, his footsteps nearly silent against the steel deck. Radyn
pulled up the lever that unlocked his door and slipped into his apartment.
He turned on the lamp beside the door, then closed the door and squeezed
his eyes shut.
It wouldn’t be his for long. The space was too valuable, and the city
couldn’t afford to let him remain in it alone. They would move him to a
new apartment with roommates, most likely other young men without
He didn’t care. A bed was a bed, no matter where it was. It wasn’t like
he and Father had spent much time at home.
He didn’t want to leave, though. Not because he cared about the space
itself, but because he didn’t want to let go of anything that reminded him of
Father. He wouldn’t have a choice about it, though, so there was no point in
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