“It was just a tonic, sir,” he fumbled, “something for sleep.” “You drugged her?” “It was Tieren’s order,” said Hastra, chastised. “He said she was mad and stubborn and no use to us dead.” Hastra lowered his voice when he said this, mimicking Tieren’s tone with startling accuracy. “And what do you plan to do when she wakes back up?” Hastra shrank back. “Apologize?” Kell made an exasperated sound as Lila nuzzled—actually nuzzled—his shoulder. “I suggest,” he snapped at the young man, “you think of something better. Like an escape route.”
I think were a little too worked up
