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All the years I spent as a faerie taught me a few things, and one of them is that deals are shaky, especially when they’ve been made in haste. They have weak spots. You just have to find them, and it usually has to do with vague wording and how it can be interpreted.
Armand was so eager to watch Kai and me suffer, I bet he missed something important in the terms.
You have to give the woman what she wants.
Give the woman what she wants.
What she wants.
That’s not very specific. Armand never actually said Kai has to execute me. He let Kai assume that was the price because that’s what I’d asked for at the time, but so much has changed since then.
That’s not how I feel anymore.
That’snotwhat I want.
Oh my God. I don’t need tricks to get out of this. I just need the truth.
“Wait!” I cry out, thinking my demand will stop the madness unfolding.
It doesn’t.
Kai is still floating toward the amulet while Armand is cradling Yugo and frantically petting him as if his hands can heal the damage that’s been done.
“Stop,” I order firmly.
Nothing changes.
Armand isn’t paying attention to me, and even if he was, I’m not sure it would make a difference.
The amulet has taken over. Somehow, I need to appeal to the gem. That’s what has the real power here.
Quickly retrieving the dagger from my pocket, I wince as I study the sharp blade for a moment before bringing the edge to my throat.
I shallowly slice the skin on the left side of my neck while firmly announcing, “We’ll fulfill the original deal.”
Warm blood runs down my skin, and the force pulling Kai toward the gem ceases so abruptly, he drops to the floor in a heap.
I’m so happy I almost laugh at his bewilderment when he finds himself on his ass.
Hopping to his feet, he’s stunned and slack-jawed when he sees that I’ve injured myself. “What are you doing?”
Armand’s sharp gaze bounces between Yugo and me. “You’re going to honor the bargain?”
“Yes.”
“The fuck you are,” Kai exclaims. “Drop the knife, Ro.”
Ro. It’s actually cute how he calls me that when he’s pissed.
Lowering the dagger, I direct my statement at Armand. “What she wants. That was the deal.”
“That’s right,” the overlord snarls. “So?”
“What. She. Wants.” Each word is punctuated to get my point across. “WhatIwant.”
Armand scowls as if I’m wasting his time. “Yes, yes. Why do you keep repeating facts we already know?”
“Because you usedpresent tensewhen you made the bargain, and you never said I couldn’t change my mind.”
