‘I’m ready to go,’ I said. It seemed ridiculous they were still listening to me – the very person whose opinions had landed them here in the first place. But Rosalind’s eyes flickered with satisfaction as she leaned back in her chair. Lyn and Tared exchanged a short look, then both nodded – his face grim, hers wide-eyed and anxious. Next to me, Creon just smiled – that glass-edged smile promising violence. Agenor let out a long sigh, eyes closing briefly. But all he said was, ‘Very well.’ And just like that, a plan was made. Tomorrow. Impossibly close, suddenly, after months and months of
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