She was beautifully strong-spirited. Chadstone would savor every moment of eternity with her. He turned, followed them with his eyes. He saw Dakshana lead the other two toward the back of the cave to the traveling circle and saw her - flinch. As if the magic hurt her. Chadstone narrowed his eyes. No, he didn’t want to hurt her - at least, not too much. He’d hurt her a little unless she cooperated. But if the mere presence of magic hurt her, what would travel do?
“I’ll let one of your friends live if you give me a single small gift.”
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