D: That’s irrelevant.
D: Six. A girl’s gotta eat.
D: Just make sure everyone there is safe. Please.
N: Of course, Devora. We’re all fine. He can’t find us.
D: Still nothing suspicious there?
N: It’s been five hours.
D: Well, I’m bored. I tried getting into a couple of abandoned rooms, but his guards stopped me. I feel useless.
N: It’s only your second day there. Have you seen S yet?
D: No. He still hasn’t come. Neither my sneaking around skills NOR my immense powers of seduction have come in handy yet. Maybe I should seduce the guards…
N: Trust me, I’ve tried that before.
D: Are you sure it’s not safe to use my shadows? I’ve been wanting to practice shadow melting.
N: Because that’s exactly what we need—a novice Shadow Wielder accidentally melting into a room full of guards ready to kill you.
D: Aww, it almost sounds like you care.
N: You made a promise. I haven’t forgotten about that drink, darling.
N: Still alive?
D: Yes, sorry…I fell asleep early. You’re up late.
N: Are you picturing me in bed?
D: Does that line actually work on anyone?
N: You’d be surprised.
N: Can’t sleep, that’s all.
D: Is it the nightmares?
N: They’ve been getting worse. It’s just…everything going on. It feels like we’re running out of time. Like we’re on the verge of something big, but it keeps moving out of our grasp.
D: Have you ever talked to anyone about the dreams?
N: No. Not many know I have them.
D: Well…I do. So you might as well talk to me.
D: If you want.
D: You don’t have to.
N: They’re mostly visions of memories. I see things like my father’s death, my sister and I when we were children, and the woman I once loved being killed. It’s always the same, over and over.
D: I’m sorry, Nox.
D: What happened to her? The woman youloved?
