“How long did you say you’ve been here?”
“Long enough to know you speak truth. I just try to keep her humored so I can go about my business with limited interference.”
“I have to get this band removed.”
“Why not just go along with her wishes? Surely, you’ve nothing to hide. It’ll come off soon enough.”
Dixon scowled. “Of course I’ve nothing to hide.” He paced, then took in a cleansing breath. “Can you talk to her for me? Put some sense in her head?”
“You know I’d do anything for you, but maybe you should just do as she says and take care of this business first.”
The Oathtaker looked into his friend’s eyes. He considered telling him of his need to get back to Mara and the girls, then decided against it. If he left the palace, he didn’t want Edmond to have foreknowledge so that he might feel compelled, or out of some sense of duty, feel the need, to inform anyone of the facts.
“Maybe. Or maybe I’ll just wait until evening and be on my way. I’d rather be free and banded than be a prisoner and banded.”
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