Alex began to laugh. "I fucking knew it. No wonder you let me live, Psycho Syl. I knew you were a problem from the first moment I saw you, you know? You just randomly strolled in those loose linen pants and nothing else, three months into the Trial like it was nobody's business."
"Get to the point," Sylas said coldly.
Alex didn't seem to mind, continuing his diatribe.
"You know, the first thing I did when I got those snippets of memories from my clones was look you up. I didn't believe for a second that those old hags and fogies didn't have you on their radar, and what do you know? How could I have known that I was in the presence of royalty?
"If you didn't trick me with that disguise of yours, I would have hightailed it out of there the moment I saw your face."
