He needs to die." When everybody looked at Rehvenge, the guy shrugged. "Plain and simple. Let's not bullshit around with protocol and meetings. Let's just take him out."
"Don't you think that's a little bloodthirsty, sin-eater?" Wrath drawled. "From one king to another, know that I'm giving you the middle finger right now." And he was, with a smile.

Auteur: J.R. Ward