“You’re Holdfast’s little foreign bitch.” She looked away again, ignoring him, determined to finish without speaking. She felt marginally less sorry for him now. “I’m going to tell you a secret,” he muttered while she was finishing his hands. “You’re going to lose this war. No one can stop the Undying. They’re the new gods. Someday I’m going to be one of them. People are going to know the Lancasters.”
