Chapter Ten
Ristéard glared over at Ricki, wincing as the healer touched the knot on the back of his head with the scanner. He absently rubbed the center of his chest and the scowl on his face turned even darker. She briefly glanced at him before returning her attention to the tablet he had dropped when she had knocked him on his ass… again.
“I want you to know I have killed for less than what you did.” Wincing again, he glared at the healer. “Be careful!”
He turned to scowl at Ricki. The scowl faded to one of wariness when she released a long, exasperated sigh and set the tablet down on the table next to her before she stood up. He straightened from where he had been leaning forward so the healer could look at the bump on his head.
“Go,” he ordered.
“Grand Ruler,” the healer started
