Nyden: About Rastivan. Again.
I do not see why I am only asked to talk about Rastivan.
Rastivan! That wretch! That filthy, sneaking, betraying, snivelling coward! He is unworthy to call himself a draykon!
But that is all anybody wants to hear about. Tell us what happened with Rastivan, Ny, they say. We need to hear all the details. Write down everything.
Fine. But only because Avane asked it of me.
And only because she promised I could talk about her at the end.
Remember, Avane. You promised.
I had mostly finished scattering the traitor’s parts when Eva got hold of me. I need you to collect all that back up again, Ny! That wasn’t fair of you, Ny! That was too cruel!
Too cruel, huh. Why was it not “too cruel” of Rastivan to betray us? I felt a tiny bit like biting off her head, but
