Vendetta

Third Person POV

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“How do you think the crows died?”, Aven asked.

“Probably through a parasitic infection”, Xander spoke while they both picked up the deceased birds, one by one.

“How’s Letharia holding up?”, Xander asked as the breeze gently lifted his hair.

Aven sighed “Running a fever, asleep.”

Xander rubbed his arm “Aspen, I’ve never been uneasy, but this does it.”

Xander had been sunburned “Damn this sun”, he scoffed.

Aven continued picking up the crows one by one “Hey, Xander, I have a question.”

Xander bent down to pick up another crow “Ask away.”

Aven paused “ Why do you choose to stay in the slums?”

Xander scoffed “We have no choice… are you from another country or something? Any Xorian would know why.”

Aven nodded “Yes, I’m originally from Krystonia, and never really gave the slums a thought until I left the military.”

Xander nodded “Well, we don’t choose to stay here, it’s hard to swear under the oath of a pompous prince and a knackered king. It’s systematicall