“Tell me,” he says, forcing out a hard breath before the
sheer amount  of rage  he feels  makes his  head  explode. 
It’s nothing  new in the Warden,  of course.  He has no time 
for the  quaint young  nobleman he’d  once been.  That boy
died along with the rest of the Couslands. “Do you think he
will still  enjoy his new titles and lands with a sword  in his
damned stomach?"