‘You’ll murder them, you witch!’ Droplets of spittle were flying out with the words, landing on the empty battlefield between us. ‘Is your pride worth that much? Two thousand people out there, and you’ll lure them all to a senseless death with your lies and your … your …’ ‘My leg-spreading?’ she dryly suggested. Halbert glared at me, then saw the dagger in my hand and gulped. ‘Odd as the notion may sound to you,’ Rosalind added, smiling even more icily, ‘some people have principles for which they are willing to make sacrifices. If you are determined they need their minds changed, you’re free
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