The Oathtaker picked the fliers back up, then slapped them back down again. She didn’t think Dixon had engaged in any wrongdoing. She’d seen his reaction upon Rowena’s death. He was devastated.
She remembered the look on his face, the slump of his shoulders, his near incoherence, the way he’d spoken his final farewell to his charge. She didn’t know much about his history with Rowena, but she was certain he was innocent of any wrongdoing relating to the woman’s death. Still, if she went to the City of Light, she couldn’t approach the Council or assist him in any meaningful way without disclosing the facts about the girls—and the fewer who knew of their existence, the safer they’d remain.
“Sometimes staying out of things is the hardest,” Nina said.
“When I was in Chiran, there were many times I wanted to take action, but I couldn’t because of the danger it could bring to others. In the end I left, but my daughter paid for that. She paid with her life.”
“Will you tell me about Chiran, Nina?”
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