guarding myself against this new disorienting world where Ruslan was good and Kazimir was bad. But Kazimir had saved me, and Ruslan had kidnapped me. And maybe Kazimir lied and manipulated me, but I had no way of knowing if Ruslan was doing the same. I had placed implicit trust in the words of Kazimir and the Nighthounds, and I would not make the mistake of doing the same with Ruslan.





