their capacity. Roland is purging the ranks. Anyone loyal to Hugh has been killed or run off, and the Legatus of the Golden Legion openly hunts people Roland exiles. If youâre not going to kill me, what are you going to do with me?â Curran looked at me. âHeâs yours. Itâs your call.â I sighed. âWeâll take you to the Guild medic. The magic is up and our medmage is good. You have twenty-four hours to get on your feet. Donât be in the city when the sun rises tomorrow.â âI wonât,â he said. âGood. Load him up.â Curran rose and walked over to me. âCome talk to me.â I followed him down the road. He dipped his head and looked at me. âWhat happened?â âHe crucified families, Curran. I could smell their rotting bodies. And then he had the audacity to tell me that this is what happens to people who disobey him. Disobey. Like Iâm one of his flunkies who stare at him with adoration and throw themselves off a cliff because he frowned at them. I canât take it anymore. He sits there and taunts me. I have to protect my land.â âWhen did it become âmy landâ?â he asked quietly. âIt was âthe cityâ just a few months ago.â âIt became my land when I claimed it. Nobody else wanted to step up and defend it from him.â âWhat about them?â He nodded slightly toward the mercs arranging Stoyan in a vehicle. âDid they not step up? Did I not step up?â I wanted to hit him. Full stop. I took a deep breath and blew the air out. Where did that come from? I loved him. âBarabas is a friend,â Curran said. âAnd?â âYou seem to have forgotten that. Iâm reminding you.â I didnât like the way he was looking at me. Like he was trying to figure out if there was something wrong with me. âRolandâs grooming Julie to become his next Warlord. Sheâs still talking to him and there is nothing I can do to stop it.â âIâll speak to her,â Curran said. âIt wonât do any good. We both talked this into the ground. Heâs got his claws into her and I donât know how to pry her loose.â âWeâll fight for her,â he said. âTo the very end. But sheâs her own person, Kate.â âSheâs a kid! Heâs thousands of years old.â âSheâs sixteen and itâs an old sixteen. She loves you and me. Iâm not worried. He tried his shit on me, he tried it on you, and weâre both still here. We didnât run off to join his crazy parade. Julie is our child. She bucks against authority. I donât think itâs as bad as you think. But there will come a point when sheâll make a decision you donât like and youâll be powerless to stop it.â But I wasnât powerless. I could order her and she wouldnât be able to refuse my command. And then I would become my father. âIâm going to the office,â I told him. I was done talking. I needed space and time to sort myself out. âOkay,â he said. âIâll drop by later, after Iâm done at the Guild.â âIf you want.â Okay, I was being a total ass now. âIâd like to see you.â âAs you wish,â he said. â¢Â   â¢Â   ⢠I DROVE TO the office in our Jeep, wishing I could punch something in the face to vent my frustration. Barabas was right. Iâd lost my temper. Curranwas right, too. Barabas was a friend and deserved better. The fact that they were right only made me madder. Something happened there when Curran stood in front of me. Something that almost overrode my brakes. He challenged my authority, just like my father challenged my right to hold the land, and I had felt myself teetering on the precipice. The urge to enforce my will was so strong. Thinking about it made me