A Passing Breeze - Part 2

"They will not be informed until it is dealt with," Blackwell replied.

"Hoh? You mean to keep them in the dark, my Lord? That is rather devious. And when there is such danger afoot too," Karstly tooted and waggled a finger. "I could not call that particularly moral, my Lord."

"Karstly, you will cease with your japes, and you will assist me," Blackwell replied.

"I do not have any duty to act though, my Lord… You are not my Commanding General any longer. I am here merely as an old comrade, intent on enjoying the festivities that have been set up. Or I was. Now I think I might need a few days to recover from the trauma of what was set in front of me," Karstly said.

"You will act regardless," Blackwell said forcefully. "You have been acting regardless anyway – now act with purpose. My son has been murdered. I can only overlook your stupidity to a degree."