“There are…rules.” Dain tilts his chin to look Xaden in the eyes. “And out of curiosity, would you have, let’s say, bent those rules to save your precious little Violet in that field?” His voice ices over as he studies Dain’s expression with rapt fascination. Xaden had taken a step. Right before Tairn landed, he’d moved…toward me. Dain’s jaw flexes, and I see the war in his eyes. “That’s unfair to ask him.” I move to Dain’s side as the sound of whipping wings interrupts the night. The dragons are flying back. They’ve made their decision. “I’m ordering you to answer, squad leader.” Xaden
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