"What would you do with Captain Forrest if, as you say, she is Tuann?" he asked. "She would be taken home to her people." "And if she doesn't want to go?" "She is Tuann. She will go." Graydon's order was definite. Jace ran a hand through his hair, frustration and a hint of amusement in his expression. "You really don't know her if you think that kind of logic will work on her." Graydon's eyes narrowed. "Her desires do not matter." Jace sighed. "I'll let you explain that to her." Graydon's eyebrows contracted with the faintest signs of confusion.
