“And you really set all this in motion when we were in Rifthold? When you were fighting in those pits?” She gave him a roguish wink. “I knew if I gave the name Ansel of Briarcliff, it’d somehow make its way to her that a red-haired young woman was using her name to slaughter trained soldiers in the Pits. And that she’d know it was me.” “So the red hair back then—not just for Arobynn.”
