But your blood,’ I breathed, my tongue still aflame with it. ‘Even if you were the child of an ancien, you’re still only a fledgling. And your gifts…’ I looked to the blade in her hand. ‘Sanguimancy is province of the Blood Esani, not the Voss.’ “‘Ssso much you do not know. An ocean beneath your feet you do not sssee. But while you hid in the shadowsss after your fall, brother, I embraced them.’
