Tala and Wolfe are standing on the side road as the carriage's wheels roll away in haste, hoping to reach the ship in time and still be able to leave in the morning.
"Do you regret it?" Tala asks quietly, taking Wolfe's hand and holding it between hers.
Wolfe sighs. "A little. It would have given me much satisfaction, finishing him off myself. And yet…I cannot help but think that death is too easy an escape for someone like him. This punishment…if the Queen remains true to her word, it will be like letting him live his personal hell. I have an almost perverse desire to see him suffer it."
"Don't go down that road, Wolfy." Tala sighs, gripping his hand tightly. "I know it is tempting, especially since your resentment runs deep and rightly so. But this ugly emotion…as long as you're holdi
