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Nice? she smiles, and pushes her hair behind her ear. Yeah, youre right. I dont tell people that very often, so enjoy it. Elaynes fingers flexed beside her own sword hilt. Beside Jeren, Lara stiffened, ready to attack. A Shistra-Phail at her back, albeit one as untried as herself, was a comfort. Strangely, she wasnt worried about the two men, but Elayne…well, Elayne was another matter. There was no doubting the dislike radiating from the armour-clad woman. It was palpable. "If any man has a stubborn and rebellious son who will not obey his father or his mother, and when they chastise him, he will not even listen to them, then his father and mother shall seize him, and bring him out to the elders of his city at the gateway of his hometown. They shall say to the elders of his city, 'This son of ours is stubborn and rebellious, he will not obey us, he is a glutton and a drunkard.' Then all the men of his city shall stone him to death; so you shall remove the evil from your midst, and all Israel will hear of it and fear. My birthdays coming up… Samara smiled at him over the neck of her bottle. Fuck proportion. Just because Kieran was a good head and shoulders above his mate…that wasnt all that mattered. The way Mike was so laid back, the way his friend seemed driven to appease and yet he could sit back like he didnt care. She fought the revulsion at his touch, the hardness she could feel pressed against her. He wasnt her brother. Not anymore. She had to keep reminding herself of that. This thing wasnt her brother. He was a monster. Just another monster and he needed to be put down. No thank you. Ive got so much to do. You understand. She sees a shape, moving towards her through the trees. A round, motherly shape. She reaches down and the action makes her stomach heave. She throws up onto the forest floor; the bitter drink and the green liquor spattering into the forest floor. She scrabbles in the mulch. Her hands close on something hard and sharp– a twisted tent peg, rusted and bent. She clutches it like a blade. Christian: She blinks: tears and ash. Tries to make sense of the thing that leers up at her from the ground. Ylandra stopped at his side and said something, a sharp tone which made him stiffen and start forward again. Lost and suddenly very much alone in the midst of the divided Fair Ones, Jeren swayed on her feet. The world rocked around her, pitching her about like a fair-day jugglers balls. The raised voices and angry gestures swelled around her with the thunder of the waterfall at home. It was alien and terrifying, every horror tale her mother had ever spun about the Fair Ones. Every nightmare Gilliads stories had evoked. Here she was, lost in the middle of this angry chaos. And Shan knelt before the Sect Mother and pledged himself to her. Quiet words, said with bitter resentment, wrenched out of his mouth and he kept his eyes locked on the ground. Pawned it three months ago at Drop and Go. He died for you, Jeren. He is a Roh. We would all do the same. Silver Birch Academy, Wasdale Valley He raised his eyebrows.I think you flatter me, but... He sighed, releasing her. “But I also think youve made your point. Now, its late and I should be resting. Tell the Ariah I will focus instead on living and she too may rest easy. Is that enough for you? And I told Jo to tell her about some alternative practitioners who might be able to help if she wanted to work through bad memories…, Youve tried this before. Ill never be your slave. Ill kill myself first. It was her fault. Sheought to be blamed..