Aed stared at the trembling man, realizing that the traitor who killed little Lorcan was standing right inside his bedroom. But what was even more terrifying, Aed realized the man hadn't come to finish the job.
Cormac looked like a man who had just realized the catastrophic scale of the conspiracy he had been bribed to join.
"Cormac..." Aed asked, his voice tight and low. "You look like a man who has seen a ghost. Or perhaps... like a man who just realized his new friends are completely insane."
Cormac let out a miserable whimper, dropping the silver tray to clatter loudly against the stone floor.
He collapsed to his knees at the foot of the royal bed, hiding his face in his hands.
"I am so sorry, my King!" Cormac wept, breaking down under the crushing weight of his guilt. "They gave me so much gold... They said it was just a sleeping powder. I didn't know the boy would drink it... I didn't know he would die!"
