Chapter 11

Mara's POV

By the time we returned to Black Hollow, the sun was beginning to stain the snow gray. Soren had lost enough blood to stop making jokes, which was the only thing capable of silencing him. Ronan had reopened the spear wound in his side somewhere between the chapel and the keep, but he still tried to walk past the infirmary.

Maeve caught him by the back of his coat.

"If you take one more step, Warden, I will have Tamsin sit on you."

Ronan looked at Tamsin, who folded her arms with obvious interest. "I would enjoy that more than you would."

"Seven minutes," he said.

"You said that before the chapel."

"And I survived."

I gave him a tired look. "Your standards for medical success are