The Darkling smiled. Laughing loudly, Rafe faced forward in his saddle again then started leading the hundreds ofriders in a gentle turn toward the west. Tristan was about to shout at Yasmin again, but he wasn’t given the chance. Tristan handed the spyglass to Wigg.
“Come home safe,” she said. Besides, doing so again might kill him. After the incident at the ball, Shailiha had quickly ordered the Acolytes of the Redoubt andDuvessa’s warrior-healers to tend to the injured ball guests. The streets were ful of lights.
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