Chapter 112
The thought heartened Dani, for he had been the target—he refused to think of himself as a victim—of Cyan’s casual brutality. In the end, honor had won out, no small thanks to Darkovan. Amends had been offered and accepted. Dani had mourned Cyan’s death. Hold on, he urged himself. Darkovan will not stop until he finds you. He will come. He will. Nothing will stand in his way. When the telepathic damper cut out, Haldred Ridenow appeared outside Dani’s cell. Dani wanted to pummel the man senseless. With restraint, he stepped back from the door, hands well away from his body, poised on both feet. He was not in shape to take on a determined assailant, but the stance, drilled into him over years of training, gave him a semblance of dignity. Haldred spoke through the slitted window. “I see yo
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