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asked them to consider their position in this
war.”
Bronwen frowned at the sky, as if
expecting to see the Ironteeth trailing them.
“And?”
“And we’ll see, I suppose.”
“I thought you went there to rally them.”
“I went,” Manon said, baring her teeth, “to
make them contemplate who they wish to be.”
“I didn’t think Ironteeth were capable of
such things.”
Asterin snarled. “Careful, witch.”
Bronwen threw her a mocking smile over a
shoulder, then said to Manon, “They let you
walk out alive?”
“They did indeed.”
“Will they fight—will they turn on Morath
and the other Ironteeth?”
“I don’t know.” She didn’t. She truly
didn’t.