Monday, January 31, 2011
I start to protest, but then I look at Star again. She may look fragile, but there's steel beneath the lace, and I could wear myself out trying to wear it away. I nod instead, walk over to Keon's table.
"I want to fight them, blade against blade. If they can kill me, they can go free; if they can't, I will kill them. Nothing less will satisfy either of us.
You have done so much already, Lord Blackthorne, yet I ask another boon. I can only fight one of these criminals at a time. Can you insure the second doesn't interfere while I fight the first? - or " - I look him full in the eyes - "would you consent to be my second, to fight by my side?"