Candice looks at me, then looks at Bharathy. We cannot tell if she is confused, heartbroken… or angry. But she certainly isn’t happy by our arrival for she snarled just as the door opened, revealing us. ‘So this is your wit, Ascendant Stapleton? Turning me to an asylum, saying I have lost my mind? What a way to rid your enemies… and indeed, enemies, for I cannot ever forget this day. Indeed…’ ‘I suppose you will not be interested in hearing my honey tone say why must you do this to me, and let me tell you this, I am