“But why would he want that?” asked Keiftal.
Teron walked over to the window and opened the curtain. He looked out on the Crying Fields with his arms crossed, then he turned back to Keiftal. “Because he didn’t have the courage to do it himself.”
Teron snorted once, smiling wryly. He turned and walked to the door, gripping Keiftal’s shoulder affectionately as he passed. He turned at the door and looked back at his master.
“But I refuse to die.”