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An Honor to Serve
Lisbet had a sense they were coming upon others even before the man stepped into their path.
Eavan and Gabi both made for their daggers, while Meadow hung behind. Lisbet hesitated. She was immediately disarmed by the all-consuming, inexplicable sense that the man standing before them was their friend. The utter absence of malice radiating from his invisible aura—the kind she now saw on all people—startled her.
Her father would chide her for hesitating. Her mother would remind her that all strangers were dangerous, and softness was a weakness. But it was not softness that stayed her hand. It was not softness that kept the others from unleashing an attack upon him.
Lisbet’s greatest lesson from the Medvedev was to listen to her instincts. Now, they told her to appro
