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29. Draka's POV If Castlehall wasn't the town where most of the world's vicious outcasts have settled, then maybe this wouldn't have been such a terrible idea. Is Rowan trying to get me killed? “Rowan, are you being serious?” I ask him. “Castlehall is a nice place.” He shrugs. “besides, you have your badass silver dagger. What's a few rogues to you?” I scoff and fold my hands. Rowan is the most wicked person that I have ever met. He doesn't even care about me, it's like he is trying to get me killed. “Rowan, if you don't want me to work, if you just want me to continue being a kitchen girl, you should have just said so.” I sigh. He doesn't say a word. He goes into his closet and when he returns, he has bundles of money, which he drops on my hands. They are so much and so he

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