“So, what is it?” I toyed with one of the laces on my corset. “You read all evening. Surely, you enjoy other pastimes.” “I do. Tracking and hunting.” “Those you’re ordered to kill.” “Sometimes, yes.” “Do you enjoy killing?” “Sometimes, yes.” “Do you ever think you’d kill me?” “Sometimes, yes.” I elbowed him in the arm and let loose a chuckle, turning in time to catch the elusive smile on his face. How handsome, with his bright white teeth and the dimple in his unscarred cheek. When the humor died out, he lowered his gaze. “I think the world would be far duller, though.” I was the one who
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