“Do you visit your foster family?” Lysanter grinned. “Often. They live right here in Canopania.” “That must be nice.” Though she didn’t look at him, Lysanter could sense her longing. Of course, her entire family was probably dead. That was why she needed strong connections with friends like Vivian. “My mother would adore you, Lenora.” She smiled slightly. “Hm.” He touched her hair. When she didn’t recoil he allowed his fingers to slip between the silky strands and glide through. “The Dak-Hiliah aren’t pure evil. You see that, don’t you?” Lenora took two steps forward to move out of his reach. The ache this caused in his chest struck him. Ruling Dornovonia was simple compared to the challenge she was presenting. And yet, he felt undaunted. *** Lenora was left to her own devices until dinner. She assumed Lysanter had some work he couldn’t put off, and later saw him in an office of sorts working at a terminal when she wandered the corridors. After a while she went back to the room he’d assigned to her. She sat on the bed and let the thoughts come.
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