helpless was the only word that seemed to fit, however ridiculous it seemed. You are certain? Of course you are. Sedate dancing, I hear, but any dancing is better than none. Elaida's gaze fell sourly on the broken fish, and she stood and stalked to the nearest window, her back to Alviarin.
Turning away, she adjusted her shawl, Galina Casban forgotten until there was need to recall her; to Therava, Galina Casban was less important than a stray dog. Reanne's head jerked up in a most satisfactory way. They folded their hands, turning to look down the slope in silence. You don't go your own way with no regard anymore.
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