CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
Will stood with the last of the cannons watching the advance of the Master of Crows and his men. A glance back told him that the soldiers dragging Sebastian away were already well clear of the fight. That was good. At least one of them would have the chance to survive.
“You know that you could go with him?” Hans said. “We don’t both have to die.”
“Who said anything about dying?” Will countered. “We’ll hold as long as we can, and then pull back when there’s space.”
Hans shook his head. “There’s no need to pretend with me, Will. We both know how this ends, but it doesn’t need to be both of us.”
It was tempting. Will wanted nothing more than to get back to Kate safely, to see her face again and for everything to be peaceful. He wanted it so much that he almost turned a
