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Clever, Slippery
Varinya knew as well as anyone, and better than some, how ephemeral a secret was. Their very existence as Ravenwoods in a foreign kingdom had been woven around the protection of secrecy, and yet as individuals it was unthinkable to keep their own.
It was not her own secret that plagued her today, but Argentyn’s. Clever, slippery Argentyn, who thought so highly of his abilities that he’d never considered others might discover his behavior. It grated on her that he was partly right; he’d carried on for some time before she picked up on it. And it wasn’t even her, but her mother, Adynora, which so finely underscored Varinya’s own failure on the matter that it nearly cut her open.
I trust you’ll deal with the matter, Daughter.
Yes, Mother.
Is that a tear? Put it away.
