Erawan halted, and Dorian’s mouth went
dry. His magic coiled within him, bracing.
But he made himself look the king in the
face. Meet the eyes of the creature who had
brought about so much suffering.
“Your bloodline proved useless to me,
Vernon,” Erawan said a shade too softly.
“Shall I find another use for you here at
Morath?”
Dorian knew precisely what sort of uses the
man would have. He lifted supplicating hands.
“I am your servant, milord.”
Erawan stared at him for long heartbeats.
Then he said, “Go.”
Dorian straightened, letting Erawan stride a
few more feet toward the tower. The blank-
faced guards posted at its door stepped aside
as he approached.
“Do you truly hate them?” Dorian blurted.
Erawan half-turned toward him.
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