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Kiria
Of course it was Jori who suggested the party. Word spread as quickly as if everyone were Tanyu and could speak mind to mind. The large space all but emptied as everyone took an hour to get ready.
Kiria wasn’t sure she wanted to be around so many people the night before they were going to put their plan into action. Her stomach was in knots as it was.
She couldn’t keep strategy out of her thoughts. It swirled around like an unholy brew. Any time she paused, thoughts she didn’t want came rushing in. The pain of the knife digging into her face, which still stung to the touch. Firian bound to a chair with a look so complicated that she couldn’t unravel it to reach the end. The faces of all those they’d lost, and the faces of those she still had to lose.
Maybe the party would be
