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Thirty-One: Whispers
Raizel watched the conversations move around in circles. They were trying to be deferential, but she was a kid by their reckoning (and they weren’t far off), and she wasn’t firm or authoritative enough to make it easy for them.
Raven got up after a bit and went wandering, came back, and murmured in Cailing’s ear. She flushed an interesting color and, after a few hissed exchanges, got up and went with the Raven.
Raizel fought down an irrational surge of irritation. It wasn’t like he could go back home, not on a train heading towards the capital. And what was Cailing going to do?
Her mind provided her with several images of what Cailing might do. She reminded herself firmly of Amos and Emma back home. Amos. Emma. Not the Diamond Raven, not a lovely girl she happened to own, not...
“Psst. No, don’t turn around, just stay like you are.”
read on…
Raizel watched the conversations move around in circles. They were trying to be deferential, but she was a kid by their reckoning (and they weren’t far off), and she wasn’t firm or authoritative enough to make it easy for them.
Raven got up after a bit and went wandering, came back, and murmured in Cailing’s ear. She flushed an interesting color and, after a few hissed exchanges, got up and went with the Raven.
Raizel fought down an irrational surge of irritation. It wasn’t like he could go back home, not on a train heading towards the capital. And what was Cailing going to do?
Her mind provided her with several images of what Cailing might do. She reminded herself firmly of Amos and Emma back home. Amos. Emma. Not the Diamond Raven, not a lovely girl she happened to own, not...
“Psst. No, don’t turn around, just stay like you are.”
read on…
