Lothar landed hard on his back atop the desk with his arms and legs dangling limply toward thefloor. ”Wasting no time, Faegan started wheeling his way toward Duvessa. Einar didn’t hesitate. “Once that task is done, join Einarand me in the lower regions.
d that it had not been Xanthus’ intention to killFaegan, because the bolt struck his chair, rather than Faegan’s person. That had been eight years ago, and Lothar’s wealth and stature hadgrown with each passing Season of New Life. “Whatever those winged things are, they’re certainly loyal to you,” he said. As he wheeledShadow around, the stallion’s iron shoes clip-clopped on the marble floor.
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