Before incapacitating him, Xanthus had ordered Tristan to sit in a simple wooden chair, fromwhich he could clearly view the Darkling’s grotesque handiwork. “I would wager that this seemingly innocentslide bolt is the key that starts the process working. “What in blazes are you doing?” he asked. Although he had lived it, he could hardly believe what had happened.
And by the way, I don’t thinkmuch of your costume, either. ” His stern demeanorresurfaced. ”“I don’t understand,” Tristan said. His many prisoners provided the other methods of profit taking.
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