Gavril frowned. “Damne, I gave orders against such—”
“So I learned,” Dain said grimly. “But my rider has been dispatched all the same.”
Fire sparked in Gavril’s dark blue eyes. “Do you dare defy me?” “Thirst is mine, by your father’s generosity,” Dain said, knowing the reminder would twist Gavril’s guts. “ ‘Tis not defiance to order my men to meet certain responsibilities.”