He could see—he could feel—that Laurent knew it. He could feel too how badly Laurent wanted it, wanted to see him taken, wanted to trump both Damen and his uncle. He bitterly regretted the impulse that had led him to save Laurent’s life. “You’re misinformed,” said Laurent. He sounded like he was tasting something unpleasant. “There has been no attack against me. These three men attacked the slave, claiming some sort of barbarian dispute.” Damen blinked. “They attacked—the slave?” said the soldier, who was apparently having almost as much difficulty digesting this information as Damen. “Release
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