"I accept the terms," Lord Quillion said.

I extended my hand to him. We shook, then I backed away. Both armies stepped back to give us space.

Liam squeezed my shoulder. "Let me fight for you."

I shook my head. "This is my fight."

He gave me a worried glance but gave a slight nod. "Good luck, Beloved."

Granite gave me a soft punch. "We're counting on you."

They both turned and stood to block the entrance to the bar. They watched me with their ...