Brant lowered his head, rubbed his temples, and sighed. “I don’t dislike you, Kayla. I don’t necessarily agree with your choices, but it’s not my place to criticize. My role is to act as your protector within the parameters Master Tal’Vayr has set. To be honest, I don’t know why someone would target you. Other than being a pain in the a*s, you have little bearing on what happens within the towers.”
Kayla gave out an unladylike snort. At least he was honest. “Okay. So it’s not me personally, but I know I’m not imagining the bad juju between the Shadows and Inner Circle.”
Brant paused long enough that she wasn’t sure he was even going to respond. Finally, he admitted, “You’re not wrong, but I’m not certain I’m the best person to answer your questions.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Why not?”
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