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268 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 30, 2012
Sorin grinned. "That's the third time you've told me thank you, necromancer. Perhaps you have manners after all." "A pity I cannot say the same for your wits," Koray retorted.
"With a tongue like that, I'm surprised you need weapons at all, My Lord High Necromancer. If anyone could reprimand a demon into submission, it would be you." Koray shot him a look violent enough to send the entire army running, but Sorin just grinned.
"Are you always so rude?" Not bothering to cease his glaring at Sorin, Koray said, "I am rude where the situation calls for it. If he calls for it often, then perhaps he should fix those things which warrant the rudeness being inflicted upon him." To Cerant's complete astonishment, Sorin just laughed and playfully chucked Koray under the chin. "I know how to silence you when you get too rude, My Lord High Necromancer. Remember that."