Kanerah wrinkles her nose. "You are my patron. You have the right to give orders, and decide how to fight your

Kanerah wrinkles her nose. "You are my patron. You have the right to give orders, and decide how to fight your battles. But the same is not true of my sister! She risked my life a second time, and that's not something I take lightly! Let me remind you – the first time I died, it was because of her virtuous trickery. I died alone, desperate, with a clear understanding of what was happening, and what fate awaited me." Kanerah's face grows dark, and her tail thrashes the floor.