Storm Watch Butte Give me liberty

Castel’s eyes stayed on her, amber and steady as she offered her help. Her words were tempting, even if she didn’t realize just how much.

“Generous of you, hermosa,” he said, his tone even, smooth but without losing its edge.

His gaze flicked toward the basin, the direction she motioned to, before settling back on her. “Verapaz sounds... promising. Could be worth my time. And with you as my escort?” His grin tugged wider, sharp and teasing, but his voice carried that same calculated control.

“I’d be a fool to say no.”