despicable and delicious in equal parts. I gripped his bitten hand tight. The day went dim around me. ‘Ow! What the—’ Hakon pulled away. ‘You’re fine.’ I hauled him to his feet. Fortunately he helped, because I could barely lift myself. ‘But what—’ ‘You’re just a bit dazed.’ I steered him back into the tavern room. ‘You got hit by a door.’ Astrid and Edda converged on Golden Boy and I stepped away, letting them at their
