His words rocked me. The pure, unadulterated hatred in them. I had no idea that it had affected him this badly. When I’d told him about what had been done to me, he’d reacted strangely, yes, but… to provoke a response from him like this? Kingfisher of the Ajun Gate was on his knees in the dirt. He was broken and bleeding, but his promise of retribution was still terrifying enough to make a queen tremble. Madra staggered back, her smile sliding from her face.
