When Yoreus finished sharing the news he’d heard from Ryell, silence fell in the room. He enjoyed the worried glances exchanged between the three other archmages, and only the neutral expression on Fyertash’s face soured the taste of victory; the demon must be better at hiding his surprise.
“How do we know that arcanist isn’t trying to deceive us?” Loktra asked. “She lied to you before about the old Towers exploration.”
He’d expected that question. At first, when Ryell brought the news, he’d suspected the same, but if she wanted to lure him out, she wouldn’t be ready to meet on his terms, to come to the Towers. “It’s possible, but from what I understand, her life is at stake. She seems lost and scared.” He liked the image of a desperate, broken woman Ryell had painted for him, and even i
