“I’ll tell my mother you require a day of rest to recover from your wounds. Shall I come back to escort you to dinner?” “Please do,” she murmured. He left with another bow. Lyana winced when the door clicked closed. Three, two, one— “What were you thinking?” Cassi hissed, charging toward her the way Lyana imagined bears in the great plains of the House of Prey might charge toward a rabbit. But she was no rabbit.
