Viran didn’t want to hear it. He grabbed her arm and pulled her toward the door. Keriya wrenched herself from his grasp and planted her feet in a firm defensive stance, facing off against him.
“Necrovar is back! He’s back, and I have to fight him. That’s my mission.”
It was impossible to tell what Viran was thinking, for his face was a mask. Did he even care? In Allentria, she’d been taught the Shadow was infamous worldwide, but she’d never heard the Jidaelni speak of him.
Splinters of ruby firelight glinted in the ansai’s gaze as he tilted his head to scrutinize her. “More lies?” he said in a quiet, controlled voice.
“I have never once lied to you.”
“You’ve never once been fully truthful with me, either.”
The words pierced her to the core. For as long as they’d known each other, she
