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But it was Gavriel, approaching on silent
feet even with the jewels and gold on the
floor, who clasped Fenrys’s other shoulder.
“We will make sure that debt is paid before
the end.”
The Lion had never uttered such words—
not toward their former queen. But fury
burned in Gavriel’s tawny gaze. Sorrow and
fury.
Fenrys took a steadying breath and stepped
away, the loss on his face mingling with
something Rowan couldn’t place. But now
wasn’t the time to ask, to pry.
They filled their pockets with as much gold
as they could fit, Fenrys going so far as to
remove his gray jacket to form a makeshift
pack. When it was nearly drooping to the floor
with gold, the threads straining, he silently
headed back down the passageway. Gavriel,
still wincing at their shameless looting,