Deirane was stunned. She hadn’t expected such an answer. Saalyn urged her to continue.
“Assuming he has managed to manipulate my Pentarchs, why is he doing this?”
The answer was long in coming.
“You got me back on track after what he did to me. Without you, I’d have given up. I wanted to die at that time. You took me back and made me forget my death wish. I’m as much your work as his. He owes you a lot.”
“Your reasoning seems correct. But it doesn't make sense. If he wants to meet me so badly, why did he try to murder me?”
“Not him. The slave trader. That seems the most plausible, even though we still have no evidence against him. He has an unsavory trade. To continue, he sometimes has to eliminate certain obstacles that could disrupt a transaction. He must have judged that you were i
