“I’m not letting you out.”
“And I’m not going to sit in this dungeon while you’re fighting!”
Effrax squeezed his eyes shut, stood, and turned his back on her. Roxanne scrambled to her feet, her body protesting the sudden movement. She was sore from the evasdrin and she’d done nothing but lie on the stone floor for days.
“Don’t you dare walk away from me,” she cried.
Effrax flinched at her voice but didn’t respond. He started limping up the hall, head bowed and shoulders hunched.
“Effrax? Effrax!” She pressed her face against the ribbed iron bars and reached after him. “Come back!”
“You’re safer here, Tigress,” he said. “I’ll return for you when this is over.”
Then he entered the stairwell and was gone.
Roxanne collapsed, slumping against the cell door. She wanted to howl her wrath,
