“I know.” Sabran looked into the darkness. “I fell in love with a part you played.” Ead tried not to let the words find her heart, but Sabran had a way of always reaching it. Chassar had fashioned Ead Duryan, and she had inhabited her so fully that everyone had fallen for the act. For the first time, she understood the depth of betrayal and confusion that Sabran must be feeling.
