Kaedrin’s POVZevran knelt in front of us, head bowed.I leaned back in the chair and spun it slowly, perfectly content to let the silence stretch.Vaeric wandered around the office, examining everything with mild curiosity.I had no idea what he found interesting about this dull space, and I didn’t particularly care.“Please… spare me,” Zevran begged, voice shaking.I rolled my eyes. I had no patience for weak men who still had the nerve to go behind my back.“Begging Kaedrin will only make him kill you faster,” Vaeric said with a smile, turning toward him. “You of all people should know how far he can go.”“I don’t appreciate being painted that way, brother,” I said, shooting him a look.He only chuckled. “But it’s true, and you know it.”I ignored him.“I’ll make you a deal, Zevran,” I said.Hope flickered across his face.“Choose your words carefully. I don’t like being lied to, deceived, or played. So decide—tell me the truth, or keep dancing to the rhythm of your lies. Which wil
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