Kiss Me, Bravta King
It wouldn't make a difference in his pain, either.
I didn't know what else to do. I wanted to stop this madness. I needed to get us out of here alive, but I was stuck, like always.
"War was overdue," Maxim argued, coughing around his words as he hung over the back of the chair. He was too weak, limited in his ability to stand, but I knew what he was doing.
Stalling. He was delaying the inevitable, pulling this madman's focus away from his brother. Zakh must have realized it too, because he growled and gritted his teeth, straining to get up. Through slitted eyes, he caught my attention and leaned toward me.
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