I pulled my chin away. “Release him.”
“No.”
“Release him.”
“Do you not understand ‘no’? He’s mine, and I’ll make him suffer. What do you think he was planning on doing with me?”
“Nothing less than you deserve.”
He yanked his sword off his belt and held it at my neck. “Why do you say things like that? Daughter or no, I’ll have your head.”
I held my chin up. “Take it. I dare you.”
He tried to casually flick my head off.
My sword stopped his blade, and I cocked an eyebrow.
Savion laughed and circled as I held his sword immobile. “You really think you can best me?”
“I don’t care to think about it. I’d rather see if youcanget my head off my shoulders.”
He smiled.
I smiled back.
Two could play that game.
I shoved the sword away from my blade and whirled back, meeting his again on the other side.
He advanced, swinging wildly against mine. I also had no idea why he wasn’t fighting me at speed. He would have had me down—even with his predictable patterns—in seconds. But he didn’t use it.
Slamming his sword down on the railing, I pulled close. “Let him down.”
Savion snarled. “You’re as thick as he is.”
I grinned. “He is thick, you’re right.”
Pure hatred raced through Savion. It was almost physical. “Youfuckedhim?”
“Why do you think he’d give up your feud? For some random woman?” I let the blade up and danced back. “Oh, no,Father, not at all. You see, I love him. I fucked him. And I plan to continue doing both.”
“NO!” He stomped his foot like a petulant child. “No! No! No child of mine will sleep with Dorian Ni’aba! None!”
“Well, that’s fine,” I said, stepping to my left, circling him. “You don’t have a daughter anyway.”
“You are my blood!”
“I am yourspawn. I am nothing to you.” I spun the sword so he could see the whole blade and handle. “I was born of Celine Stormbreaker. My parents were Willow and Dixon Raven. My father—”
“No!” Savion’s voice was terrified. “No!”
I heard Dorian chuckle and glanced up. He was smiling at me, grimacing from the pain.
“Shut up!” Savion yelled over his shoulder.
A bare whisper in the room, Dorian managed a few words “…the raven’s blade in the hands of the storm…”
“No! No!” he screamed and came at me again with the sword. In a desperate move, he tried to hit the cross guard to break the blade.
