“You got the answer.” Srina broke into a bright smile. Had Chadstone a heart, it would have been warmed at her positively comic naivety. She turned to him. “That’s the answer - let one of us go!”
“It should be Srina,” Dakshana murmured to Minka.
A wise decision. Chadstone lifted his chin imperiously and arched one eyebrow. If he won this one, Dakshana wasn’t the girl he thought she was. But he could remember her arms around him, her child-form tucked beneath his chin, her immortal words.
“That wasn’t the bargain,” he said.
Dakshana turned away. “The maze,” she said.
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