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what you say,” he bit out, his deep gravelly voice making the threat all the more menacing.
    “Or what?” Sebastian sneered. “You’ll watch it for me? Youngling, I have heard it all before.”
    Faster than Amalia could track, Nevin had Sebastian by the throat, and a silver knife pressed against his heart. “But you haven’t heard it from me.” Nevin drove the blade home.
    Amalia choked back the gasp that wanted to escape. As Nevin turned and strode away, Sebastian pulled the knife from his heart and threw it at Nevin’s back. “You missed.”
    Without glancing back, Nevin caught the knife over his shoulder before Sebastian had finished speaking. “No, I didn’t. Consider me letting you live a gift. You owe me now.”
    Sebastian spluttered, “The hell I do.”
    Amalia nearly laughed at the sight of Sebastian at such a loss.
    Once more Nevin was at Sebastian’s throat. Once more, he held the knife over his heart, but this time he placed it about a half an inch to the right. “I won’t miss,” he growled. Sebastian glared at Nevin but didn’t move. “Yield.”
    Sebastian nodded his head.
    “Say it,” gritted Nevin.
    “I yield.”
    Again, Nevin turned his back and strode away.
    “Highlander.”
    Nevin stopped, but didn’t turn around.
    “I’m a very dangerous enemy to have. Be careful how you call in that debt.”
    Nevin ceded the point with a nod of his own, and kept walking.
    Amalia looked back at Sebastian. “I think you should leave, Sebastian. I’ll deal with you when I return.”
    Sebastian stared at her for a moment longer. “I truly had only the best intentions towards you, Amalia.”
    “I’m sure, Sebastian. Maybe you’ll remember that I’m a big girl, and can make my own decisions.  I have several centuries on you, and lest you forget, I made you. It is merely out of respect for our friendship that I didn’t hold you as I do my guards.”
    He opened his mouth to speak, but Amalia had had enough. “If I were you, I’d keep my mouth shut.” After a long pause, Sebastian bowed to Amalia and turned to leave. Amalia warned him, “Oh, and Sebastian?” He turned back. “If you ever pull a stunt like this again, I’ll rip out your fangs and stake you to the ground at dawn.” The steel in her voice left no doubt that she was serious.
    Sebastian nodded. Amalia released her guards and they left. She rolled her neck trying to ease the tension. Turning, she looked in the direction Nevin had gone and debated following him. What if he’d gone into his bedroom? Or bathroom? The decision was taken out of her hands, though, when Nevin stalked out wearing a fresh change of clothes and looking like he’d showered.
    Oh, and he was loaded down with weapons.
    “What’s with all the firepower?”
    “Someone blew up my apartment and I’m bloody pissed.”
    “So, what now?” she said warily eyeing the sword strapped to his back.
    “Now, we talk.”
    “You want to talk?” She asked, incredulous. “A few minutes ago you couldn’t wait to get rid of me, and now you want to chitchat?”
    “He was scared.”
    “Who?” Amalia couldn’t follow his rapid shifts in topic.
    He gave her a cursory glance, while he began loading bullets into the magazine he’d had in his hand. “If you’re his beloved queen, and he went to such extreme lengths to get you back to your compound, he’s afraid of something. I want to know what. So now, you tell me everything.”
    “I told you I needed your help.”
    He eyed her.
    She sighed, “I actually do need you to help me. My people, our people, have been going missing.  When we eventually find them, all that’s left is ashes. ”
    “So what, exactly, do you want me to do?”
    “You were able to track me, all those years ago.”
    “Yeah. And?”
    “And no one has ever been able to follow me. I want you to find the son of a bitch who’s killing off the Nightkind.” Her eyes narrowed, “I’ll take care of the rest.”
    “Tell me about your powers.