Monday: Robert
could ramble around the palace looking for a way out, only to most likely be
cut down or recaptured and thrown back into that pit. Or—
Tuesday: “You
think you can reach that before I plunge this through your heart?” Robert said,
raising the dagger.
Wednesday: (Kit
to Rob) “Those brats of your brother’s would not be the first villein pups to
accidentally fall down the well or into a fire.”
Thursday: Kit’s
sharp-drawn breath cut Robert off. “He knows about the king?”
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