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spider.” No judgment in her face, just raw
curiosity.
“She was a threat,” he admitted. And a
Valg piece of shit.
Wariness now flooded her eyes. “She could
have killed you.”
He gave her a half smile. “No, she couldn’t
have.”
Manon assessed him again, and he
withstood it. “You have nothing to say about
my own ... choices?”
“My friends are fighting and likely being
killed in the North,” Dorian said. “We don’t
have the time to spend weeks winning the
Crochans over.”
There it was, the brutal truth. To gain some
degree of welcome here, they’d had to cross
that line. Perhaps such callous decisions were
part of wearing a crown.
He’d keep her secret—so long as she