He thinks he's clever, Leane—maybe he is—but he doesn't believe he needs anyone. Either the Car'a'earn is not following, she said abruptly, or he has been unable to find us. She nodded calmly, hazel eyes serene. Corpses had a way of pointing a finger, eventually.
Gather our winnings, Nalesean, then take Olver back to the inn. But even if that pair were asleep, locating someone's dreams the first time was arduous at best, without guarantees. Wiping away tears. And then there are these blackcoats, these Asha'man.
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