“Oh, come on, Kiri.” Zorian sighed. He really wasn’t in the mood for her antics at the moment. “I indulged you, didn’t I? Go find something else to amuse yourself now.”
She pouted at him, but he was thoroughly immune to such things by now. Then she frowned for a moment and suddenly straightened as if remembering something.
Wait…
“No!” Zorian shouted, but he was already too late. Kiri ducked out of his reach, raced to the bathroom, and slammed the door behind her. “Damn it, Kiri, why now? Why not before I woke up?”
“Sucks to be you,” she answered.
Zorian leaned forward until his forehead collided with the door. “I had forewarning and I still fell for it.”
He frowned. Forewarning, indeed. Whatever his future memories were, they seemed to be fairly reliable. Was Cyoria really goin
