“Neither did you.”
On the third night, as the blade took its final shape—slender, dark, with a single groove like a tear track—she felt a presence behind her. “Neither did you
Arin was silent for a long moment. Then he drew a small pouch from his cloak. “Payment.” “Neither did you
“I cannot.”
“Neither did you.”
On the third night, as the blade took its final shape—slender, dark, with a single groove like a tear track—she felt a presence behind her.
Arin was silent for a long moment. Then he drew a small pouch from his cloak. “Payment.”
“I cannot.”