every bait and switch was a work of art
"I usually am." Normally there would be smug amusement in her tone, but now there is only shadow and galactic gravity that stretches between her words. Appearing with her arms folded across her chest and her back toward the window, Safrin's dark gaze fixes the Sword in place as she takes a long and intentionally slow breath.
"What I would like, is for you to explain how getting out of your head and expressing yourself entailed burning down a building in the only land pledged to me. A building painstakingly created by Sunjata, the father of one of my children, at the behest of a woman whose fury in part stems from the fact that Sunjata willingly had a child with me despite her opinions about it."
Her voice is like ice drifting through space; cold, beautiful, deadly.
"What I would like, is for you to explain how getting out of your head and expressing yourself entailed burning down a building in the only land pledged to me. A building painstakingly created by Sunjata, the father of one of my children, at the behest of a woman whose fury in part stems from the fact that Sunjata willingly had a child with me despite her opinions about it."
Her voice is like ice drifting through space; cold, beautiful, deadly.
you're the one prize i'd cheat to win
