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preamble. “You can’t stay here. You can’t sleep on the porch like a homeless person.”
    “Lord Lucifer has charged me—” Nathaniel began, but I cut him off.
    “Do we really have to have this conversation all over again?” I said, annoyed. “I know what Lucifer told you to do. I’m telling you that I don’t need a freaking bodyguard.”
    “With all of the attacks you say you have suffered, would not it be wise to at least have someone around who can assist you?”
    “No offense, but I can think of half a dozen people I’d rather have back me up,” I said frankly. “You haven’t exactly demonstrated your strength in a crisis situation.”
    Nathaniel drew himself up haughtily. “I will have you know that Azazel considered me one of his finest warriors.”
    “You got captured by Amarantha’s guardians in her forest. And you fell under the influence of her spell.”
    “I hardly think that should be held against me. She cast a spell on the whole party,” Nathaniel said angrily.
    “Which did not have any effect on me,” I pointed out.
    “Yes, well, no one seems to be certain why you were immune, so I would not brag about it.”
    “You were also captured by the Grimm.”
    “As was Samiel,” he said.
    “And every time you and I have fought, I have won,” I continued relentlessly. “When you tried to rape me in Amarantha’s castle. When you tried to kill me in Azazel’s ballroom. It seems more likely that I would end up protecting you from the Big Bad Wolf than the other way around.”
    “This is why you have always had contempt for me? Because you are stronger, more competent than I?” Nathaniel asked. “If so, then you should lower your standards. I have never known any creature to match you in strength of will save Lord Lucifer himself. You are so much more his child than Azazel’s.”
    That gave me pause for a moment, but I couldn’t contemplate my and Lucifer’s shared traits just now.
    “Nathaniel,” I began. “I have had contempt for you, yes. It’s an ugly trait, and I’m not thrilled to admit it. But I have felt that way, and it has nothing to do with your strength or weakness.”
    “Then why?”
    “Because you valued appearance and status above everything else. Because from the moment we met you treated me like a trophy you’d been awarded without having done anything to earn it. Because I believe that you would not choose to do the right thing unless it was also the most useful to your purpose. I believe you value yourself above anything else.”
    Nathaniel’s face had gone bloodless during my litany.
    “And these are not the traits of a husband—is that it?” he said through his teeth. “These were not the traits of your precious thrall.”
    “Don’t call him that,” I spat. “And Gabriel doesn’t come into this.”
    “Yes, he does. His shadow has stood between us from the very first, and now his shade will linger there forevermore. How can I compete with a ghost?” he said bitterly.
    I looked at him uncertainly. “The way you’re talking, it’s almost like you wanted me as something other than a prize.”
    “You never gave me a chance,” he said. “How could I prove that I wanted to be a better man?”
    “ Do you want that?”
    “Does it matter?”
    It kind of did matter, because I was starting to wonder if I had horribly misjudged him. And if I had, I had lost the chance to gain at the very least an ally. The Morningstar knows I needed as many allies as I could get.
    And yet… Beezle and J.B. had warned me before that I was too trusting. Nathaniel might legitimately want to be my friend. Or he might see me as the clearest path to fulfilling some agenda of his own. This was a time when a little of Lucifer’s foresight would come in handy.
    “Did Lucifer strike a deal with you?” I asked. “Did he promise you something in exchange for acting as my bodyguard?”
    “He said he would allow me to live,” Nathaniel said. “Although Lord Lucifer