“Dare I ask, once again, why you insist on hanging around Ammontraíeth like a bad smell?” I clipped out. “This place is a nightmare.” Carrion answered distractedly, “Oh, y’know. I have my reasons.” And he could have his reasons, so long as none of them involved him harboring any sort of hope that Saeris was going to confess her undying love for him. That wasn’t happening.
