When she took another step, Cvareh’s hand closed around her wrist before he could think to arrest it. He stopped her. Why did he stop her? Frustration knitted his brow. This woman was going to drive him mad long before they ever saw the Alchemists’ Guild. She had her prejudices and Cvareh knew that she would keep them no matter what he said, but that didn’t stop him from speaking. “You’re right, Arianna. You don’t know anything.” “Unhand me,” she snarled. “I listened to you.” He released her. “Now listen to me.” Miraculously, she stayed. Perhaps it would’ve been better if she’d left. “The
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