The man raised an eyebrow, looking more amused than annoyed. “My name is Scyner, but everyone here calls me the Shadraehin. I suppose you could say I’m in charge of the Sanctuary. I’m the one whose responsibility it is to keep the people here safe.” He paused, leaning forward, and suddenly his eyes were hard. “And when someone comes into the Sanctuary and lies about their name, it raises questions about their trustworthiness. Ashalia.”
