“Because I’ve also learned something else,” he said.
“That vengeance must never be served hot. Not when you’re close to the pain. Not when your blood is screaming for justice. Plus, I am sure that now are scrambling like rodents trying to cover their trails.”
His fingers brushed her cheek, gently, the contrast between his touch and his words stark.
“When you act too soon, you risk misreading your enemy… or worse, hurting the wrong person. And I won’t let my emotions blind me again.”
She nodded, absorbing his words. But even so, she saw the promise burning in his eyes.
“But River…” he added, voice low, lethal, and final,
“Even if it’s the last thing I do, what they did to me, to us, to the legacy of this kingdom… will not go unpunished.”
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It was their first proper meal in the cast
