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She was his bondedwithout her Pestale was about to kill her He had to think
He had only one advantage Pestale had not seen him
And then he knew just what he had to do
He shifted in behind Pestale with his sword ever ready His free hand gripped Pestale’s shoulder and squeezed “What now devil? You can’t shift anywhere without taking me as well”
Pestale turned his head slightly and said with a sneer, “I can kill her you know, even if you e to drive your sword into h to give her a long agonizing death Will you chance it?”
“For the good of all, I will,” Trevor bluffed and hoped the Dark One would buy it In truth, he would rather die on the spot than chance it, but he told himself that the Dark Prince was unaccustomed to such a notion He was unfamiliar with a sense of true love and loyalty
“You don’t mean that I have seen the way you look at her You want her and she wants you You are not ready to do without her,” Pestale said derisively “I know you believe I don’t know about such things, but while I don’t understand such emotions, I do discern them in humans…and some Fae”
Trevor’s sword tip was firive Pestale a slow death “Release her demon and I shall release you We are not at an impasse for if you kill her, you will die I willand torturous”
“You don’t wish to angerwill not readily accept the death of another of his sons”, Pestale said on a low hiss
Trevor’s voice was lined with hatr
ed “Do I give a da wants or doesn’t want? No I round and end this once and for all I am not a diplomat like my Queen” He knew that Pestale believed this He knew because he had spoken the truth and the Dark Prince had heard it He felt his words take their place in the Prince’s complicated mind
“If that is so, I think I will gut this pretty before I die”, the Dark Prince said on a low and threatening note “Shall I let her go…shall we deal antly than that?”
“I never want to see any pretty gutted, so deal,” Trevor said with a growl
“You know if I slip and the sword cuts her, she will die a slow death in horrible agony,” Pestale said, “So be careful how you hold your sword to me”
“You won’t slip, to do so means you die…slowly”