“So why didn’t you go to Zahrias and warn him?” Jace asked.
“How could I? Zahrias was the leader here, but Qadim and Lyanna are my blood. Besides, I knew Lyanna wouldn’t hurt him. She only wanted to be with him again.” Expression pleading, Murrah glanced first at Jace, then Julia. “It would have been different if he’d had a Chosen, but he didn’t.”
The words felt like a knife lodged somewhere in her gut, but Julia forced herself to say calmly, “That may be, but aren’t the needs of the people here in Santa Fe more important than Lyanna’s needs? I mean, it wasn’t as if she needed Zahrias so he could give her a rare blood transfusion or something.”
Murrah squirmed in his chair. “Maybe, but — ” He broke off and sent another of those pleading looks in Jace’s direction. “Tell her, Jace. She’s
