“Messy business, killing.” The corner of his lip twitched. “Elspeth says you look terrible.” Ravyn’s gaze shot up. “She didn’t say that.” “No. She didn’t.” He cleared his throat. “It seems I owe you an apology.” “You mean Elspeth wants you to apologize.” “Annoyingly, yes.” His mouth grew strained. “Witless though you are, you are not a disappointment.”
