Rodolf blinked, like the reminder had finally reached his brain. "Ah! Right—yes. That's what I came for. Two of the three prisoners we captured... they're dead. They were found lifeless in their cells this morning."
"W–What?" I blurted out.
"They're dead," Rodolf nodded. "Come with me. I'll explain on the way."
Before I could respond, Roda stepped forward. "Can I come too?"
Rodolf threw her a quick glance, then cracked a grin. "Yeah, sure. Come along. Nyr—uh, I mean Amael—already gave you the rundown, right?"
"Yes… but," She paused, giving me a confused look, "just how many names do you have, Edward?"
I shrugged, not even trying to downplay it. "Five. At this point, I've just accepted it."
Nyr. Amael. Edward.
