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Aydin

I didn’t want Chantara anywhere near me, but this was the only way to loosen the chains.

I couldn’t quite look at her. I couldn’t forget the last time I’d seen her, and I knew she remembered too. I could tell by the way she hadn’t let go when she felt me flinch.

She knew exactly how much I hated being touched, but she’d never really seemed to care. It was like her.

I knew what it meant when her hand flicked down my back. I remember. You’ll pay for this.

I would never stop paying for it.

I unfastened the last shackle. Chantara had a few new scars flecking her forearms. She had kept busy, and the thought made my stomach twist.

Had anything really changed? Was I really any different than I ever had been?

Chantara stretched her wrists, sore from the cramped position. She grinned at me, like a wolf baring its teeth. She was out to rip me to shreds and there was little I could do about it.

Her gaze flicked over me again, sharp, calculating, searching for weak places. I had enough, and she would find them.

She did. I’d been keeping my hand behind my back but she’d noticed that my dagger was on the left, and the way I had used only my left hand so far.

Quick as a striking snake, she grabbed my forearm, forcing me to show it. I flinched and tried to pull away but her grip was ridiculously strong.

The memory of how Faye had glanced at me, asking for permission before she so much as touched it, no matter how curious she’d been. Faye’s Healer interests showed up strong in any case that involved injuries.

Chantara glanced over the scar, then back up at me.

“You can’t use it, can you?” There was a horrible, vengeful satisfaction in the question.

I twisted free of her grasp and took a step backward. For the first time in years, I was angry, and more than that, angry at her. How dare she?

“So?” I challenged.

She shook her head and shrugged, sweetly.

“Oh, I was just curious. It isn’t like it makes you more useless.”

I bit my tongue. Lashing out had never done me good, it had only gotten me in deeper trouble. It wasn’t worth it.

Liorah had never learned that lesson. She didn’t even say hello, just pushed me aside and punched Chantara straight on the jaw.

Chantara had seen it coming, of course. She always did. She deflected Liorah’s blow, but Liorah was furious and also stupid. She stumbled forward, then slammed into Chantara, knocking her into the ground.

Chantara grinned. Her lip had split, but she barely minded the blood. She never had.

Liorah stood panting, fists balled in rage, every muscle taut with retribution. It took less than this to make her furious.

“Pleased to see you too, princess,” Chantara hissed.

She was on her feet before I could pull away. Her shoulder slammed into my side, and as I stumbled backward, I felt her snatch up my knife. Oh, no. 

Liorah saw it and drew hers. This was not going to end well.

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