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There is a saying in Deverelli: The word is the blood. When they make a trade, broker a deal, it is considered law. I cannot help but wonder what part of the deal the Krovlan rebels did not uphold.
“I warned you,” Xaden says as the man hits his knees. “Your error was changing your assessment to targeting me as the threat and letting your eyes off her.”
My brow furrows at the unknown term: Amaralis.
Have to admit, that kind of confident violence isn’t what I pictured when Asher talked about you, but the brown hair, those…I guess they’re brown eyes, and how utterly smitten he predicted you two would eventually be for each other? Well, he described you almost perfectly, Dain Aetos.”
He left the last of it with me almost four years ago with explicit instructions that you only be given it if you had attained the intelligence and understanding you would need to comprehend it.”
“Oh, wait until you realize that your dad knows my dad’s book has something to do with feathertails, which means Dad knew to stop trusting him at some point,” I add.
Confiscated Correspondence of Fen Riorson to Unknown Intended Recipient
“There’s no magic here,” he says again, lowering his head, ghosting his lips over mine. “I can fuck you as many times as we want, as many times as you can take, and I can’t lose control.”
“I love having every part of you when we’re like this.”
“Fuck, you feel so damned good. I’m never giving you up. You know that, right? You had your chance to run. You should have run, Vi.” He punctuates each claim with a harder, deeper thrust
“You have to let go for me, love.”
I know your skill with a dagger. I’m not discounting your ability to protect yourself, but for the good of my sanity while I try to get Halden out of whatever mess he’s created, will you please stay by my side?”
Guess my father wasn’t the only one keeping secrets.
Halden didn’t just know; he’s been playing a starring role.
“I resent the implication that I am given to melodramatics,” he replies,
“They hurt you,” he whispers without apology. “They were going to kill you.”
“You see, that’s my little one.”
marveling at how the shades of color graduate from the darkest onyx on bottom to the brightest silvers on top,
“He wanted you to trade your and Xaden’s…services…for weaponry?”