Dawn stared at Brantley wondering what he meant by saying that. "You want me to murder her in cold blood?" she asked. "How do you expect me to control my emotions? I can't simply walk to her and stab her, can I?"
"Remember what I said," he said and then started to leave. Before stepping out, he said, "You can change your clothes. Ileus is in deep sleep and will probably stay like that for a few hours until those green lights glimmer around him." He lifted the flap of the tent and then stopped. "He risked his life to acquire that dagger for you. Dolgra had sent those demons after him as soon as she sensed that he was at the tavern. If you will not kill her, I will." His voice was so chilling that Dawn shuddered. And yes, what Ileus did weighed upon her conscience like a gigantic iron ball. She looked at him and his pale body, which was marked black and blue. Her heart clenched and she closed her fists into tight balls.
