For hiding one of the Forsaken from justice, she thought grimly, /'// be lucky if they just stick me back with the Accepted. That would be . ' 'What did you do? Flinn shrugged his shoulders regretfully. Not much to it, in the end.
Golden eyes, staring challenge and defiance. For a long moment, there was silence except for the whisper of the white robes as the servants moved with their trays. That minds me of one thing. Reason enough to stare, and be thankful when th«y passed out of sight.
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