Alex's mind was a fortress, his expression a mask of indifference. The middle-aged man, a high-ranking official in the Dragon Fang Empire, was a seasoned interrogator, but he was facing an opponent unlike any he'd encountered before.
"I don't understand," Alex replied, his voice flat, devoid of emotion. "What do you want from me?"
The man leaned forward, his eyes boring into Alex. "We know you're involved in the rebellion, boy. Your father, General Petter, was a traitor. We believe you hold crucial information."
Alex's heart skipped a beat. They knew about his father. The rebellion's secrets were closer to being exposed than he had imagined. But he couldn't let them know the extent of his knowledge, the role he played in the grand scheme of things.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Alex insisted, his voice steady. "I'm just a boy."
