Quicksilver (Fae & Alchemy, #1)

by Callie Hart

Kingfisher took one look at him and shrugged. “I tracked your bloodline. It led me right to him. I asked him who he was. He said he was Hayden Fane. Ergo, I brought you Hayden Fane.” “Were you pinning him against a wall and holding a sword to his throat when you asked him?” I demanded. “No. I had him in a headlock. I hadn’t even drawn the sword. Not then, anyway.” “No wonder he lied to you about who he was! He probably thought you were a debt collector or one of Madra's men!” “Debt collector?” Fisher fumed. “Look. Let me ask you something. Do you recall where the gate is in Zilvaren?” “In Madra's palace.” “Correct. And what do you think was there waiting for me when I stepped out of that silver?” “I don't know.” “Fifty trained guardians and a unit of archers armed with iron-tipped arrows. I had to fight my way out of there, cross that scorched, disease-ridden shithole you're so desperate to get back to, find your brother, then get back across the city, back into Madra's palace, back into that cursed hall, and then back into the quicksilver in under an hour. I did not have time to interview the prick! Now, will this one do or not?”

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