“I’m Laini,” she said softly. “I greeted your sister when she visited us.” “From what I heard, that one had better manners,” the old man muttered as he turned away from us and headed down a set of golden steps towards a huge desk sitting at the base of the waterfall where it flooded into the river. “She is better than me in all the ways that matter,” I agreed with him, though he was too far from me to hear.
