‘No, no, we will go,’ Ramita said quickly, surprising Alaron, until he remembered that Dasra was outside with Yash. They looked at each other, then Ramita said, very formally, ‘Lady Corinea, Al’Rhon and I must speak alone.’ All I ask is that when you do, you champion my tale.’ More than that: if you both regain the Scytale and create a new order of magi, you will have the authority to speak to the world. You, Ramita Ankesharan, are the widow of poor Antonin and part of the Ordo Costruo. You are a failed mage with dangerous ideals, Alaron Mercer. ‘I’ve been listening to your minds for the past day and a half, ever since I detected you here. With huge effort Alaron put that thought aside and asked, ‘How could we tell anyone your story? We’re outlaws, wanted by both sides of the war.’ ‘Such is this world, is it not? Well, perhaps it would interest you that I know the master ingredient to the ambrosia? Yes, I know of the notes you still carry, and that you are missing that key fact.’ A price for anything, and anything for a price.’ She smiled ruefully. ‘You are indeed a daughter of Aruna Nagar market, Ramita Ankesharan. Kore’s Blood, she’s bargaining with Corinea!
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