Sera
I watched my husband walk my friend's whole heart out of the hall with an arm around his neck, and I let none of it show. A Luna doesn't get to show things. That is the first thing this place taught me.
Beside me Mina let out a breath that shook on the way out of her.
"To the gods," she said, low, "I hope he doesn't kill him."
"You mean Fenris." I let a little amusement into it, because she needed me light, and because the alternative was letting her see I'd had the same thought for half a second before I'd put it away. "Your brother. The one you've trusted your whole life."
"That's not fair."
"It's a little fair." I picked at the edge of the board in front of me. "You don't trust him?"
"Of course I trust him." She was still watching the doorway they'd gone through, her hands flat on the table like she might push up out of the chair. "I trust him with me. I don't know what he wants with Jace. Isn't it too soon for this? They met two days ago. What's there to talk about that can't wait?"
"Mina."
"What could they possibly be saying to each other right now." She was halfway up. "I should go after them. Just to—I'll only listen at the—"
I got her wrist before she cleared the bench. Fast, harder than I meant to.
"Sit. Please."
She stood there a moment with my hand around her wrist, her eyes on the dark doorway. Then the want went out of her legs and she sat. I let go. I put my hands flat on the table where they belonged, picked a few berries out of the bowl, pushed it toward her.



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