They fled the market while Jonas’s enraged words pursued them. “You’re dead! I’ll kill you for this! Both of you!” “He deserved it,” Aron growled. “He was going to try to kill me. I was defending myself.” “Keep going, your lordship,” grunted Theon, sounding disgusted. They pushed their way through the crowd, making their stumbling way onto the road back to the ship. Tomas would never live to see his sister get married. Felicia witnessed her brother’s murder on her wedding day.
