"Are you willing to give up this position?" Anfey asked suddenly.
Christian did not say anything. It could be hard talking to Anfey sometimes, but Christian understood what he meant. "Both of my brothers are more able than I," Christian said slowly. "I just want to be left alone in Swordbury."
"Are you serious?"
"Of course," Christian said. "You are my friend. I wouldn’t lie to my friends. Not now, not ever. I appreciate your friendship." Christian paused and then said, "Why did you ask? Is it important to you?"
"Very much so. Don’t forget. We are friends," Anfey said. "Your answer can decide the course of my life. If you want to fight for it, both Wester and Grandon are my enemies. If not, then there is no need for me to challenge anyone. We can just sit by and watch them fight."
Christian sighed but did not say anything.
