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Of Adarlan. Of … anything.

He was still thinking that when they reached his suite, mulling over how they might work out a schedule of him fighting in battle with her healing.For he would fight. And if her power was drained, hed fight then, too. Whether on horseback or in the chair itself.

And when Yrene needed to heal, when the magic in her veins summoned her to those killing fields and their bond grew thin … hed manage with a cane, or the chair. He would not shrink from it.If he survived the battle. The war. If they survived.He and Yrene found spots on the sorry replacement for the gold couch—which he was honestly debating bringing back to Adarlan with him, broken bits and all—while Nesryn and the prince sat, carefully, in separate chairs. Chaol tried not to look too aware or amused by it.

How did you know we were in such trouble? Yrene asked at last. Before you linked up with the guards, I mean.Sartaq blinked, stumbling out of his thoughts. A corner of his mouth lifted. Kadja, he said, jerking his chin toward the servant currently setting a tea service before them. She was the one who saw Duva leave—down to those tunnels. Shes in my … employ.

Chaol studied the servant, who made no sign that shed heard. Thank you, he rasped.

But Yrene went one step further, taking the womans hand and squeezing it. We owe you a life debt, she said. How can we repay you?Penn. He smiled thinly at her and seemed genuinely surprised to see her. Hed been walking by, but he stopped and stepped closer to the car. Nice ride.

Thanks. She pushed her sunglasses up so he could get the full effect of her dark eyes. Want a lift?I dont think theres much room, he said, referring to the tiny backseat.

He put both of his hands on the door and leaned down, but he kept his distance. The top buttons of his shirt were undone, so she could see the scant hair on his chest, and something about that enticed her more than any amount of bare flesh had before.You can always sit on my lap, Penn offered.