every bait and switch was a work of art
"I meant of Torchline" Safrin corrects with a sweet smile that twists her perfectly painted lips. The Greatwood was, and always would be, a world unto itself. In the coming war it would likely play no part, despite the lengths Ludo seemed to be going to in edging them toward usefulness.
He says precisely what she wants to hear, but such has always been one of Harper's talents. "Then take these—" Her palms suddenly hold a number of bolts which glow as if created from the stars themselves. Cooling and darkening, soon Safrin simply appears to be holding rather mundane-looking hardware. "No doubt after the storms any number of bolts will need to be replaced." She explains, placing five bolts into Harper's hands. "Tell no one of this. Not even Ronin, if you can avoid it. Though if it comes to it, let him know that you've received your instructions from me. That should be enough to stay his tongue and have him aid you." But secretive was better, even from her Star.
He says precisely what she wants to hear, but such has always been one of Harper's talents. "Then take these—" Her palms suddenly hold a number of bolts which glow as if created from the stars themselves. Cooling and darkening, soon Safrin simply appears to be holding rather mundane-looking hardware. "No doubt after the storms any number of bolts will need to be replaced." She explains, placing five bolts into Harper's hands. "Tell no one of this. Not even Ronin, if you can avoid it. Though if it comes to it, let him know that you've received your instructions from me. That should be enough to stay his tongue and have him aid you." But secretive was better, even from her Star.
you're the one prize i'd cheat to win
