“Why do you bear Merripen such ill will? Is it his charming disposition, or the fact that he’s a Roma? Or is it because he was taken in by your parents and raised as one of you?” “None of that. I despise Merripen because he refused the only thing I ever asked of him.” “Which was?” “To let me die.” Cam pondered that. “You must mean when he nursed you through the scarlet fever.” “Yes.” “You blame him for saving your life?” “Yes.” “If it makes you feel any better,” Cam said dryly, settling back in his seat, “I’m sure he’s had second thoughts about it.”
Book:Mine Till Midnight
