Her enemies thought her softness made her weak. But it was the very softness of her heart that drove her to slaughter armies in the defense of those she loved. She knew when to wipe her tears, when to rise to her feet, when to draw boundaries and when to draw blood. Her kindness was not inexhaustible; it was not unconditional. And she did not extend compassion to tyrants. Iblees had made a poor calculation. Alizeh drew the dagger from her pocket and drove it, without warning, directly into his heart.

