killed me, it nearly broke me, and by then Voron had been dead for a decade.
âYou were everything to him. He committed all those atrocities for you, and youâve stripped him of your love, the thing he cared most about.â
âHugh outlived his usefulness. His life had been a series of uncomplicated tasks and eventually he became his work.â
And whose fault was that? âYou plucked him from the street. He was raised exactly the way you wanted him to be.â
âHe had potential,â Roland said, his voice wistful. âSo much magic. He was like a fallen star, a glowing meteor. I melted it down and forged it into a sword. You are right, itâs not truly his fault, but the fact remainsâthe world is becoming more complex, not less. Some swords are meant to be forged only once. Itâs better to start fresh.â
Julie. Julie was a glowing meteor too, young and malleable, easy to melt down and reforge.
You fucking asshole. You cannot have Julie. Hell would sprout roses first.
I unclenched my teeth and forced my voice to sound even. âIt wouldâve been kinder to kill him.â
Rolandâs smile never faltered, but for a moment, the warmth in his eyes cooled and I glimpsed the icy steel beneath. âI am not kind, my daughter. I am fair.â
I had to get out of here before I did something I would regret. But I also had to spring Saiman free and avoid a war with Roland.
âReturn Saiman to me.â
âThe frost giant left the borders of your city voluntarily. My people didnât trespass.â
So they lay in wait and nabbed him while he was traveling. Damn it. âIt doesnât matter. His residence is in Atlanta. His business interests arein Atlanta. He owns property, he employs people, and he pays his taxes in Atlanta. Heâs mine.â
Roland pondered it for a long moment. âNo. I need him.â
Right. Obey the letter of the agreement but not the spirit.
âYouâre forcing me to act.â
âYou donât even like him.â Rolandâs eyes narrowed. âWhatâs the harm of me keeping the creature?â
âItâs the principle. I would do the same thing if I had never met him before. Return my frost giant, Father.â
âOr?â
âOr Iâll have to retrieve him. I wonât abandon my people.â
âI hate when we fight.â Roland tilted his head. âWhat if I offer you that life?â He nodded at the cross. âA consolation prize. It bothers you. I can see it in your eyes. You may take Hughâs second-in-command, daughter. Do with him as you will.â
âThank you. I
will
take him since youâre giving him to me. But I still need my frost giant.â
âDo not raise your hand against me, Kate. All you have to do is walk away.â
All of his promises went right out the window as soon as there was something he wanted. The urge to scream in his face was getting to me. Screaming would accomplish nothing, except plunge us into a conflict we werenât ready for. âNot going to happen.â
He sighed.
âYouâre not giving me a choice. If I follow your logic, then any of the people who leave the boundaries of my city are fair game. Since youâre parked right outside the city border, Atlanta is under siege and a siege is an act of war. Youâre in breach, Father.â
Roland laughed quietly.
âThis is solved very simply. Give back what youâve taken. You started this. Iâm merely reacting.â
âYouâre not ready to oppose me. Donât open this door. You donât have the ruthlessness to fight me.â
Iâd had enough. âFather, when was the last time you killed someone? Idonât mean with magic, I mean with your hands, close enough that you could look into their eyes? I killed a woman a week ago to keep her from sacrificing her children to some forgotten god. I have killed so many, I donât