Shallan tried to focus on the accounts. She could do these numbers; she’d first trained on accounting when doing her father’s ledgers. That had begun before she … Before she … It might be time, Veil whispered. To remember, once and for all. Everything. No, it was not. But … Shallan retreated immediately. No, we can’t think of that. Take control.
Something more we don’t know about Shallan’s past?
