Leaving Caldwell, leaving the United States, getting good and gone and staying that way was probably going to be healthy for him.
But that wasn’t allowed.It took every willpower I had left, but I was able to rein in my needs and focus.
I’d bucked my hips, driving my aching flesh against her lower spine.Everything I wanted didn’t matter. What did matter was the camera footage and what was to come. Jethro and I would win tonight.We’d broken every rule and hadn’t finished yet.
The Third Debt was ours to control—not Cut’s.But now, as I wiped my cum from Nila’s back and grabbed the syringe that I’d hidden beneath the pillow in preparation, I knew I’d done the right thing.
Rubbing her arm, I uncapped the needle and slid it into her flesh without warning.
Nila winced, her head tilting to see, even though the blindfold meant it was an impossibility.Levi attempts to interrupt, but Fen kicks him under the table.
I stifle a grin and continue. "What if, instead of releasing all the slaves, you turn them into paid workers instead? Give them a share of the profits, or maybe a share of the land. The economy could still function, with some tweaks, and the Fae would be free citizens. It might placate the Druids. It might be enough for a truce."Niam taps the table with his finger. "And what if the Fae don't want to work for us once they are free? Do we force them?"
I don't have a chance to answer before Levi voices his objections. "Even if they do stay, how do we keep them in line? How do we keep them from using their magic against us?"I clear my throat, gaining their attention. "Where I am from, there are many rules governing even free citizens. If we apply the same principles here, we can determine a few things: Citizens cannot leave their realms without very good reason and approval from their lord. They must pay for their own housing and food, so if they want to live, they must work. Fighting, or using magic without permission, is illegal, and will be punished by prison or worse."