“Tell me what you learned.” “Not while you are bound to her.” “I am bound to her forever.” “I know.” He was Maeve’s slave—worse than a slave. He had to obey every command, no matter how wretched. He leaned over his knees, dipping a large hand in the water. “You’re right. I don’t want you to tell me. Any of it.” “I hate that,” she breathed. “I hate her.”
