Chadstone allowed himself to coalesce into being, because he had to see the reaction in person. He leaned against the wall, against the cheap facsimile of living name-runes created by the illusion spell, and smiled for the two girls to see. Everything he was lay behind that smile, the ruthlessness, avarice, capriciousness, and shadow that made him what he was.
“It only cost her the keeping of a promise,” he said.
Minka’s eyes narrowed. “She made no promise with you.”
“Her promise was complete as soon as she did what I asked,” he said.
Fury burned in Dakshana’s eyes.
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