Wave to the nice tourists, Sparkle. I promise it won't cause pestilence and firestorms. " Elena bit the inside of her cheek at Aodhan's glare-she'd never seen anyone crack his reserved shell. "Sparkle and Bluebell, nice. " "Never," Aodhan said, hands stubbornly on the girder, "ever repeat that. Illium seems to have forgotten I promised to separate his tongue from his mouth should he utter it again in this immortal lifetime.
There is a devilish mercy in the judge, if you'll implore it, that will free your life, but fetter you till death.