Page 132 of The War God’s Favorite

“I’m fine.”

He was about to say something, but all of a sudden, he froze. His reaction had Cassandra on alert too. She sat up, now completely awake, looking for what had caught his attention. She heard it a few seconds later; someone’s screams were coming from outside.

Kairen got on his feet and put his pants back on before leaving the room in a hurry. Cassandra followed right after him as soon as she could, worried.

To their surprise, at one end of the corridor Shareen was dragging one of the men from earlier. While she looked fine, her clothes were sullied by a terrifying amount of blood. The man she was dragging was bloodied and soiled as well.

“Ah, there you are!” She exclaimed. “Look, I kept one for you. Ask him.”

Cassandra didn’t approach, as the smell would definitely make her sick. She stayed a couple of steps behind Kairen.

“Who is that?” Kairen questioned.

“One of the men who tried to attack us earlier,” said Shareen. “They mistook your woman for her sister. Apparently, she owes them money.”

“You were attacked?” he growled, glaring at the man and taking out his sword.

His sister rolled her eyes.

“I said they tried, brother. Krai took her away and I played a bit, but they weren’t much fun. They all died a painful death, except this one. I kept the chief alive for Cassie to interrogate.”

Saying she kept him alive was an odd way of putting it. It would have been more believable if the man didn’t have a scary trail of blood behind him, an eye missing and several of his fingers cut off. Even for Cassandra who was used to injuries, he was a horrible sight to see. She was getting a bit annoyed at Shareen and her “games”.

Cassandra put her irritation aside.

“What do you know about my younger sister, Mie?” she asked.

“That bitch took my money! She…Gaaaah!”

Unfortunately, Cassandra didn’t look away fast enough. A couple of fingers flew off, and the man screamed in pain while Shareen clicked her tongue.

“What did I tell you? Watch your language, asshole. Next time I hear you use that word to disrespect any woman, I’m cutting off your eleventh finger, if you know what I mean.”

It took a few seconds for the man to calm down and for Cassandra to recompose herself. She knew Shareen was not patient or forgiving, but still.

“My sister,” she repeated.

“She…that wo...woman stole our money. We gambled and she cheated us! She took thousands from us! We tried to have her pay it back, but…but she was gone. We only heard about her being in the main street three months ago, but we couldn’t find her. So we were looking in the Red District…in case she came back.”

Cassandra sighed. At least she knew Mie was still around within the last three months. If she hadn’t left before then, she probably had found a way to stay without them finding her. How did she do it, though? The Capital was so vast, if she moved to another part of the city, it would be hard to find her. Did she find a new place with the money she had gotten? If it was Cassandra, she would have hidden from those thugs by relocating to one of the upper areas, where the nobles and rich lived.

“What does she look like?” Inquired Cassandra.

“That woman Mie is… a lot like you…but…prettier and more curvy.”

Cassandra couldn’t help but roll her eyes. The man’s choice of words were really crude.

“Did she ever mention anything? My sister?”

“I don’t know! She…she was good with herbs, she always bought a lot. She made potions for the who…the prostitutes. Her…her husband sold a lot too.”

Cassandra stilled suddenly.

“What? Her husband?”

“Yeah. She got married last year to a rich merchant’s son. He’s dead, though.”

It didn’t make any sense. If Missandra was still working in the Red District then, how did she get married? Cassandra was beyond confused.

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