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had, and his hand tightened on her arm.

"I'm glad to say the duke wasn't joking about being out of patience with
you," Zinder informed her, the hand on her arm already hurrying her along.
"If you were mine it would have happened a lot sooner, but the duke makes
a more gentle parent than I would. Used to make. You finally put him in a
position where he can't afford to be gentle anymore, and that will turn
out for the best. For both of you."

The satisfaction in Zinder's voice was too obvious to be missed, but Adair
still didn't say anything. Arguing with the man would have been a waste of
time, especially with her father waiting. Adair's discussion with him
would certainly contain all the arguing anyone could possibly want.

It was the small study Zinder dragged her to, a cozy little room where her
father worked when he didn't want to be bothered by the presence of
others. The walls were all covered with bookshelves, the desk was on the
small side, and there was only a single chair in front of that desk.
Adair's father now sat behind the desk with a cup of tea in front of him,
and when Zinder pushed her into the room and closed the door behind her,
her father looked at her the way he sometimes looked at those who worked
for him.

"I want to know right now what idiotic thoughts were in that black-haired
head of yours when you ran away," he said, his light gaze locked to her
face. "Did you think I was joking when I said a royal command was
involved? When the king issues commands, a duke obeys just like everyone
else."

"Since I'm not a duke, it wasn't something I had to worry about," Adair
pointed out, making no effort to sit in the chair in front of his desk.
"And I didn't run away, I simply left the way I'd been planning to do for
quite some time. You had no right to drag me back here, and I demand to be
released to go my own way again."

"Go your own way," he echoed, shaking his head as he leaned back. "You
have no more than a limited amount of gold and silver, took two changes of
clothes, and one horse. If you were running away with a man I could at
least understand the effort, but you went alone. Where did you intend to
go, and what did you expect to be able to do to support yourself when you
got there? Do you have any idea?"

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"Where I go and what I do is mine to decide," Adair stated, still refusing
to be put on the defensive. "I certainly don't fit in here, something that
was pointed out to me more than once during my life. If I want to go