“I want you…” Too much. “Not as an unwilling servant, but as a loyal staff member. You’re intelligent, quick-thinking, and becoming a decent fighter. I want you to be as dedicated as I am at keeping the Commander safe. Yes, it’s a dangerous job, but, on the other hand, one miscalculated somersault on the tightrope could break your neck. That’s what I want. Will you be able to give it to me?” Valek met her gaze, seeking an answer. “Besides, where would you go? You belong here.” With me, love.
