But then, the night of the ball, Nura had returned to the tower and calmly stated that they had their precaution: Tisaanah. “If you have her,” she had said, “then you have him. It’s just how he works. And we’ll have a grip on her that’s ironclad.” It was so shamelessly cold that Zeryth had to admire it.
I HATE THEM BOTHHH
