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"Where is Gregor?!"
Desmond looking amused, indicated the far corner of the chamber, where Gregor huddled away from the action.
"You threw in with them?!" Danir spat. "After all we've been through?!"
Gregor came forward, the smile on his face seemed bittersweet. "Malagrim offered me enough wealth and land to give him my mother. Why wouldn't I give him you?"
"Betrayer! You-"
A gloved fist crashed into Danir's face. "That'll be quite enough," said Desmond with a snicker. "You two may sort out this lover's quarrel after the Duke is satisfied. Gag him. We have a long ride back."

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