They believed they could ignore me.

Maya muttering plans in the darkness, Matilda shining like a false goddess, and Michael with his newly discovered frigid righteousness.

Everyone forgot who had constructed the camp. When Michael's silence almost broke the rogues, who maintained their allegiance?

I reminded them of this.

I reminded them of my potential for harm.

Curling his legs against him, the child sat in front of the fire. He didn't say anything, but he observed every move I ...