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quadrant at the moment—”

“But not the Continent,” Tairn admits.
“—that means you don’t trust me, either, Cadet Sorrengail.” He holds my

gaze, and the mountaintop wind makes his white hair dance like feathers.

“Why is that?”
“No point lying.”

“Other than you calling me frail?” I stay at the base of Tairn’s foreleg,

ready to mount if necessary. “I was there the day you killed Jeremiah. His
signet manifested, and you snapped his neck like a twig in front of all of

us.”

Carr tilts his head in thought. “Yes, well, he was in a considerable amount
of panic, and it’s widely known that inntinnsics aren’t allowed to live. I

ended his suffering before he could see the end coming.”
“I’ll never understand why mind-reading is a death sentence.” I place my

hand on Tairn’s leg like I can absorb his strength, even though I already feel

it flowing through me.
“Because knowledge is power. As a general’s daughter, you should know

that. We can’t have someone walking around with unfettered access to
classified material. They’re a security risk to the entire kingdom.”

And yet Dain is living.

“Because Aetos will be useful to them as long as they can keep him under
their control.” Tairn blasts a puff of steam over my head, and the Orange

Daggertail backs up even more. “His power is also limited to touch, so

more controllable.”
“Now, you don’t have to trust me, and you can even wield from your seat

on your dragon if you like, but I hope you believe me when I tell you that I

have no plans on killing you, Cadet Sorrengail. Losing an asset like you
would be a tragedy for the war effort.”

An asset.
“And the fact that you bonded Tairn makes you and Riorson the most