Lyra's POVEliana went still beside me.Not the careful composed stillness she wore like a second skin in formal situations. This was different. This was the stillness of someone receiving information that rearranged something internal before they had finished processing what it meant.I watched it move through her and then watched her put it away."I will speak with him," she said quietly."You do not have to," I said.She looked at me and something in her expression was very old and very tired in a way I had not seen from her before. "Yes I do," she said. "There is still the matter of the original agreement and what is owed under it. That was never fully resolved." She paused. "I made a promise to deal with him permanently and I intend to keep it. But there is a process to that and Draven arriving here suggests he has decided to cooperate with it rather than fight it."I looked at her for a moment."I am coming with you," I said.She started to speak and I shook my head."Not as you
Read more