“Go and get him,” she says at last. “But come back alive, do you understand?” “Why do you care?” I hold her gaze. “I’m the monster who overthrew your father. And you haven’t yet asked me what I did to him.” “It doesn’t matter. If you had to—to kill him, because of what he did to Prella—I—I understand.” “You understand?” I choke on the words. “You understand? How can you say that? How can it not matter, Averil? You begged me to spare him!” “Yes, yes, I did—and I don’t want him dead, and I hope you spared him, but—and maybe this makes me a monster of the worst kind but—whether you killed him or
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