Khaidu looked over at Aglaia and shook her head while rolling her eyes. Antomír couldn’t help finding the gesture endearing, even as he felt a little stung at its being directed at him.
“Are all you Vasylli so dramatic?”
Aglaia chuckled dourly. “Some more than others,” she answered. “I blame his father’s side of the family.”
Antomír couldn’t believe how calm they seemed.
“Didn’t I make it clear?” he said, a little louder this time. “The Queen not only hasn’t been stopped, she’s gotten much stronger. The tenacity of Parfyon of Nebesta and the vision of Gamayun? This is catastrophic!”
“Oh, we know that,” said Aglaia.
“So what do we do?” Antomír almost screamed.
“Well, it looks like that’s about to be determined for us,” said Khaidu, looking over the field of slaughter.
Antomír turned
