“Did the two of you complete the Trials?” Cassius snarled, rounding on him. “Yes, but—” “And was your bond Anointed?” Cass demanded. “By Beatrix, but—” “But nothing,” Cass interrupted again. “How much more proof do you need, Cyrus?” “Thia was Fae!” Cyrus snapped. “I am Fae. It could not have been a real bond. The Sorceress said—”
