“I’m afraid not.”
“Serve it now,” Hector said. “The major will be leaving shortly.”
Again the tight grin broke across Odal’s face. The waiter bowed and left.
“I have been thinking about our conversation of last night,” Odal said to Leoh.
“Yes?”
“You accused me of cheating in my duels.”
Leoh’s eyebrows arched. “I said someone was cheating, yes—”
“An accusation is an accusation.”
Leoh said nothing.
“Do you withdraw your words, or do you still accuse me of deliberate murder? I am willing to allow you to apologize and leave Acquatainia in peace.”