[SE] Jack of Diamonds, Ace of Spades

Melita

they should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive

While Sila and Fangorn might not have been bothered, Melita was busy fighting off another eyeroll. The courier seemed especially oblivious today, to the point where he hadn’t noticed she was attempting to escape again, and seemed all the more eager to make an excuse for her to stay. Her features turned narrowed and seditious, wondering if he’d be taking that as a signal to back off and away, or to take the little notions of kindness she’d managed, and to hasten elsewhere. “You should be fine.” Probably. It was a low-risk situation. “We’ve got a lot to do before the war.” Would it be funny for him to be taken over by Torchline’s merchants? Yes. Was she going to alleviate that opportunity for a fellow citizen? Hell no.

And then she turned, whistling after Fangorn to follow.

because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life