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When he began to walk away, I stood, going after him. “Lachlan, wait!”

“I deserve it,” he countered, anticipating my words once he stopped to look at me. “It’s going to take more than my apology for them to forgive what I did, and I’m fine with that. I’m prepared to weather the storm.”

Nodding, I offered him a kind smile, assessing him for a moment. “Were you sincere when you said my trust and friendship was all that mattered to you?”

“Of course,” he answered without hesitation, taking a step closer. “I’ll do anything it takes, I—”

“Good, because I need you to contact our spy inside the Crimson Fortress.”

“Nikau?”

I nodded. “The sooner the better.”

Blinking, he considered it. “It will be risky after the two encounters with Azazel.”

“I know, but I still need you to do it.”

“Of course. Do you need information on the Warlock King’s whereabouts or plans?”

“No. I know he has been raiding the caves along the desertlands during the past few weeks, desperate to find us. What I want is my people back. It’s been over six months since our last rescue mission, and they have waited long enough.”

“Send at least three black ravens,” Kingston instructed next to me, after catching up to us. Each bird would indicate to Nikau that he should gather the slaves in groups of fifty. “And a white one to let him know they should be ready to be transported in five days’ time.”

“Hopefully, he will be able to prepare as many women, kids, and the elderly as he can find.” I paused when he nodded to us, seeing the eagerness to prove himself once more in our eyes.

“We’ll begin to plan the mission at once.” Throwing a look over his shoulder, my guardian focused on our table. “Penelope, Elijah, come.” When his gaze returned to Lachlan, he scowled. “You will make contact tonight, and you are not going alone.”

“Yes, Chief. But I could take my own men.”

Kingston shook his head. “This is how you earn my trust back.”

“Chief? Elijah asked wearily when he and Penelope arrived, considering the situation like they thought their old friend had done something wrong.

“Prepare to travel to the outlands with Lachlan tonight. You are to send a message to our contact in the Dark Empire for a rescue mission soon.”

Excitement and purpose visibly captured their beings. “Of course, Chief,” Penelope answered, and began to walk with Elijah, expecting for the Commander of the Battlesky Clan to follow.

With a final nod, he turned to leave with them.

“Lachlan.” My call once again stopped him, and I looked straight into the eyes of the man I had considered a good friend for so long. “You understand the issue was never that you disagreed with me. I am not as conceited as to think that my opinion is the only one that is right, or that matters. It was what you did about it that broke my heart.”

Pain filtered into his expression as he nodded, jaw constricting with the recognition of my words. “And that is what I am most disappointed about. I should have never done that to you. Not to you.”

With that, he bowed to me fully and turned on his heel, exiting the hall to carry out my orders.


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