Wed to the Barbarian (Barbarian Duet #1)

G alloping in the fading light, Cador crushed the reins in his fists, leaning low over Massen’s back. He could imagine Austol’s nose cracking, could taste the phantom spray of blood as he pummeled the traitorous prick.

Cador didn’t give a shit about Austol’s tearful regret and pleas for mercy.

For forgiveness. Yes, after Jory had raced to find Cador and Delen, afraid that Bryok was up to something sinister, Austol had sought them out himself.

Yes, he’d confessed immediately that Bryok had schemed his own plan without Tas’s knowledge.