Chapter 157: The Interrogation
REAGAN POV
For Nikolai to be here, I guess Skornir is now willing to talk! I thought to myself and a silent nod from me was the confirmation he needed. We walked out of the room together and headed straight towards the dungeon. I nodded to the guard to open the dungeon and once inside I headed straight into Skornir’s prison.
Inside of it, I met Killian who was shirtless and had he had blood all over his body but it wasn’t his. My gaze moved to Skornir who was slumped down in his seat. One of his eyes was already swollen shut. He had several cuts on his body, one particular long one stretched across the side of his face that appeared both deep and red and enraged. His shackled hands showed bloodstains, particularly all over his fingers. Killian really did a number on him!
I stared up at Killian who was busy washing his hands in a bowl nearby, the water in it was no different from the color of blood. That was how bloody his hands was.
I hated bringing out this side of Killian, it was a side that had been suppressed for so long. Anyone who saw Killian was always quick to underestimate him because all he does was smile and play the noble who loved party and women but there was a darker side to him.
Something they didn’t always see, Killian had a rough upbringing just like I did. He lost his father at a young age just like I did mine. But except I adapted more to icy silence and carefully crafted rage. Killian on the other hand used laughter to protect himself and he used charm as an offensive tool, something to make people underestimate him and just when they get sucked in his trap, well may the gods help whoever had crossed him at that moment.
The blood from his knuckles became mixed with water as he scrubbed them viciously so the blood dripped like streams of guilt onto his arms. He remained silent, not saying anything. He was only more concerned with scrubbing his hands clean, something that would never be able to scrub away the things he’d done tonight in this room.
"Are you alright?" My question came out before I could figure out whether I was seeking the answer for him or for myself.
After all, I was the one who had pushed him to do this and I hated what it’s doing to him, I hated seeing him like this which was why I left. But I made sure Nikolai stayed with him, in case he strayed too far and got lost in that dark part in his mind, although looking at him now I can’t say that worked.