Yet, even as he spoke, doubts gnawed at him, whispering of betrayal and deceit lurking in the shadows.
Was Abisai truly as loyal as he claimed, or was there a kernel of truth to Kini's accusations? Sanka couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of his stomach, knowing that the answers he sought lay buried beneath layers of secrecy and deception.
Sanka's wife's words struck a chord of unease within him, adding another layer of complexity to the already tangled web of suspicions and mistrust.
As she fidgeted with the blinds, her concern palpable, Sanka felt a pang of guilt for keeping her in the dark about the true nature of his dealings.
"Karalana can't be trusted; well, we know he can't be trusted, so you being locked alone in here with him was a bit worrisome," she remarked, her voice tinged with a hint of apprehension as she stroked his arm.
Sanka swallowed hard, the weight of his secrets bearing down on him like a leaden cloak.