Bab 571: Chapter 571: Preferred Life

Well, hello there life. Back to quiet, are we?

We'd just see about that.

I wasn't all that shocked to learn Hortense Spaft escaped custody. But with Ameline still firmly in the clink, I didn't really care what the tall, scary Unseelie woman was up to.

Not while Ameline sent me almost constant messages, asking to see me in person. I refused to read them after a while, accept them at all shortly after that. The poor court pages had their hands full and though one of my scowls sent them scurrying when they continued to try to deliver, Ameline didn't quit.

You'd think I'd be feeling all heroic and confident now that Ameline was behind bars and magic. I just couldn't muster much past nervous anxiety.

Let her rot in her cell until they burned her alive. I'd be happy to watch.

So much for Quaid and his worry about me and death. He had no idea what I was capable of.