Ana seemed not to need any more encouragement than that. Don Juan didn't think it was Valencia's threat with the wand that had convinced her; at least, her demeanor didn't indicate she was at all intimidated. She seemed to have just decided she was satisfied with the chaos she'd caused. He wondered if she would even stick around long enough for him to meet her at the inn if he wanted to. He didn't want to. Being alone with Ana in any capacity had been undesirable since before they'd parted ways. This interaction had done nothing at all to make the idea more palatable.

"I don't want to go to her," he told Valencia, once Ana had flounced out of the cottage. He didn't know whether he was trying to convince her that he and Ana had nothing to discuss — not anymore — or whether he was pleading with her not to throw him out. If she chased him out of the house, he would end up at the inn down the road; it was the only one in town. Maybe Ana would go there and wait for him, but only to gloat.

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