Lor thought of me. I hated Barrons being dead. Hated it. Beyond reason. Beyond my understanding. I punched until Lor caught my bloody fists and pulled me away. “How long?” I demanded. “I want to know! Answer me or else!” He grinned faintly. “What, you gonna feed me bloody runes?” I scowled. “Do you guys tell each other everything?” “Not everything. Pri-ya sounded pretty fucking fascinating to me. Never did get all the details.” “How long? Answer me.” I used Voice to force him. “Not sure this time. But it won’t be as long as last time. And if you ever try to Voice me again, woman, I’ll kill
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