Chapter Thirty-six
Krelis slid his knife in and out of its sheath. He liked the rhythm.
Almost time to teach that Shalador bastard what happens to anyone foolish enough to defy Hayll.
The knife slipped in and out, faster and faster.
Maybe he’d have the Black Widow bitch’s legs tied apart and let her compare the rhythm of both of his knives.
She’d scream. Oh, how she’d scream.
Maybe he’d make the little bitch-Queen watch.
What did it matter that no one, including the Priestess he served, thought he was an honorable man anymore? He had something better than honor now.
He had power.
ТЕЛЕГРАМКанал с обзорами, анонсами новинок и книжными подборками
Книжный Вестник
Бот для удобного поиска и скачивания книг
Книжный Бот
Свежие любовные романы в удобных форматах
Любовные романы
О психологии, саморазвитии и личностном росте
Саморазвитие
Детективы и триллеры, все новинки
Детективы
Фантастика и фэнтези, все новинки
Фантастика
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