Drogo’s POVI kept my warhorse at a slow trot on the ride back to camp, my eyes scanning the surrounding ridgeline while my mind picked apart every word that had just come out of Baylor’s mouth. Liana rode quietly beside me, clearly moved by her cousin’s sudden confession of guilt, but I was not about to let a sudden display of vulnerability blind us to reality. A man whose loyalties had flipped three times in six months did not earn my trust simply because he looked exhausted.“You are thinking he is setting us up,” Liana said, breaking the silence as our horses stepped onto Silvercrest territory.“I am thinking Corwin is sitting in our prison cell right now, yet this whole situation still smells like one of his elaborate plays,” I replied, pulling my horse to a halt beneath a wide overhang. “Baylor looked genuine out there, I will give him that. But genuine men get manipulated into laying traps all the time.”Liana pulled her horse around to face me, a faint, wry smile touching her
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