"It doesn't matter, her death will have no impact on my mission, if you wish to, you may kill her," Lyle said in a cold voice as he stared at the young duke before his hair suddenly started rising in the air.
"Another unfortunate casualty," Lyle said in a low voice as he moved the man's body to another large sack, this one filled with wheat. He didn't like when he had to kill those that weren't his targets, but he wasn't going to let anybody risk the success of his mission.