"You planned this from the start, didn't you!"

Trey didn't answer. Of course not. Why would Trey do anything but smile that maddening smile, blade flickering like a wickedly razored ribbon between Jory and the courtyard arch.

Jory firmed up his grip on his own sword.

Why would he, when he clearly long planned to betray --

"You never meant a single word of --"

"An oath to a false king means nothing.

"I taught you better than that, Jory -!"

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