“A few times, mostly during foreign relations trips to Avelea…with my father,” he added, and I thought I heard his voice cake and crack like mud in the desert at that last word. “Oh. So I guess you didn’t have the chance to enjoy it, did you?” Kiran choked. “You’re incredibly frank, you know that, right?” “A byproduct of having half your face scorched off as a child,” I said. “Did your magic burn your filter, too?” I shrugged. “No, society did that. You see, society only cares about a woman’s filter if that woman is eligible to marry.” “Well, you certainly showed them, didn’t you?” Kiran
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