"So," says Zara, meeting Korva one street over from the convention hall, where she can sort of spy on the delegates exiting but can't really see them very well, which is the price of all of them hopefully not noticing her. "How was it?"
Korva assigns herself homework
ruin-of-souls
"You take that side of town, I take this side. Meet up at the house at dusk. You have your orders, soldier."
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