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The quickest way to a man’s death is through his heart, but if you want to get into his brain
“Really.” For a moment, Daurenja’s eyes shone. He’s pleased, Valens thought; like when a mutual friend tells you the girl you’re after really likes you. “So we can make a start, as soon as the siege engines are finished?”
He brushed blood out of his eye with the side of his hand. Blood would have to do instead of tears; he couldn’t find any of those for Daurenja, the scholar, the inventor, the arch-abominator, the best engineer he’d ever known. Better than me, he added, surprised at the conclusion, but love was his undoing.
