Mahit protested, “I was covered in Fifteen Engine’s blood. It’s not—” “You’ve spent the night with the most dangerous woman at court and you’re wearing her clothes.” Mahit pressed two fingers to the space between her eyebrows, trying not to laugh. “I swear, Three Seagrass, between your insinuations of impropriety and Twelve Azalea’s unsigned messages, I really will feel like I’m a character in Red Flowerbuds for Thirty Ribbon.”
