He supposed it was fitting that Bettina see him like this, without shadows to conceal him, his true nature exposed. This is what I bring to you. If you need a protector, this is what I offer. Her lips were parted, her eyes wide behind her mask. He inclined his head to her, acknowledging for whom he’d fought. Tonight he’d been Bettina Abaddon’s champion. And zeii mea, it’d felt good to kill for her!
