“You knew, even then, that Toven was going to buy me,” Briony said. Larissa stabbed a new brush into a powder and hummed in confirmation. Briony took a breath, heart pounding. “Do you know why?” Larissa turned to her, hair swaying delicately. Her eyes took in Briony’s, studying her, before narrowing like a predator’s. “I do,” said Larissa, with a twist to her lips.
