Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Motto: Profit is yet to be made
Desires: To profit off of the weakness of others
Weapon of Choice: Sword
Description: “Leures Vethna of the long name,” said the same cool, steady voice. Scanning the ring, I found the speaker. Hadad’s pale eyes narrowed. “Why are you fighting my men?” “They’re stealing a slave.” I tried to stop swaying, but the beach moved beneath me like the sea. “Nepektes.” The ring of soldiers and guards blocked my view of the slaves. “Nepektes!” I shouted and received no answer. “These slaves are mine.” Hadad stepped forward, drilling his gaze into mine from an arm’s length away. “Are you calling me a thief?”
Discussion Questions For Hadad?
- Did Hadad have something to do with Memnon’s death?
- Do you have a favorite scene?
- What’s your best-loved quote?
- What purpose do the Scythians have for Hadad?
- Is Mahamari afraid of Hadad?
Aram’s lips spread, nearly smiling, but his look was more dangerous than friendly. “Hadad of Tyre did not choose you.” Glancing down the alley at Mahamari and back to me, he lowered his voice. “You live to be a king. A king might be worth something to Hadad–even a king like you. But, you are no king of mine. For Mahamari, I will keep your blood off my blade.”
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