Ezekiel
"You entrusted me with the care of Wilhelm and moved him without telling me."
"I didn't know as King I was meant to explain myself."
"Adonis," I sighed, "I'm in charge of making sure your head doesn't get blown off. You're making things extremely hard for me."
He waved his hand dismissively, "there's no purpose to Wilhelm anymore. We have all the information we need."
"We do not," I stressed, "I don't think we even fully understand what's going on. Who would get Wilhelm attacked in prison? There has to be someone brave or dumb enough to get two inmates to do that in Kommos. They know the consequences."
"Criminals are criminals. They don't need a reason to kill or attack. Wilhelm might have a lot more enemies than we know. Surely there must be someone else who would like to get his head on a silver platter."
