He chewed his lip.
- I kept wanting to talk to you while we were on the ship, but I couldn't find the right moment. And after today, I realized that such a moment might not come again, - Amos gathered his thoughts.
- Has your current master told you anything about the expedition he participated in three years ago? It was an expedition into the wild lands. I also participated in it, as did Agnet Dal'Lang, Khorus Harn, and a few others - not all of them survived to the present day. Your father was also there, Kelenor. However, certain problems arose during the expedition: our leader, Mearef Silverknight, a representative of the company that organized this journey, was poisoned with an unknown poison. He held on for a long time thanks to the skills of our healer, until the perpetrator finished what he started with steel. A thorough investigation revealed that it was your father. He said that he was working for Tyler Ironfall; that he had failed some important mission, and Ironfall gave him a choice: kill Kelenor, and send his family, that is, you and your mother, to be sold into slavery, or Kelenor would sabotage this expedition. He had some kind of score to settle with this company, I don't know. And he obviously chose the second option. Shortly before his capture, Kelenor first tried to frame one of our group members, and then attacked him, miraculously not killing him, and tried to escape. In short... I killed him. The circumstances demanded it. I've been carrying this trinket with me ever since, - Selig took out Kelenor's medallion and handed it to Ilaria. - I told you everything without embellishment; you are old enough to judge for yourself, and it is better for you to know the whole bitter truth.
He got up from the sand and brushed himself off.
- Funny... - added Amos. - Despite all this, your father saved your current master from a deadly trap during that expedition.
And he headed towards the captain, without looking back.