“They say evil can’t pass the High Elsar’s doors.” She shrugged. “I was expecting you to burst into flames.” “Expecting?” He gave her a dark smile. “Or hoping?” “I’d have saved you.” She tilted her head meaningfully to a nearby fountain and the devastating grin she’d witnessed only twice made a return. “I thought I was a havïd sadist.” “You still are.” She strode past him, one hand over her racing heart. His huff of laughter followed her inside.
