Sorilea lost all interest in Kiruna. Alviarin felt her face heat and hoped that Mesaana read the shame, not the anger. A look at Niall's glazed eyes, and the pool of blood spreading beneath him, satisfied Valda. Be careful, Mat warned when Vanin stood.
While that one pure note hung in the air, a fog began to rise, appearing from nowhere, thin wisps, thick None of you has any reason to be afraid of me. Mall's stomach twisted into a knot as he read; it was in clear language, not Varadin's cipher. Which should have been a warning beacon.
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