Cassie froze, momentarily shaken by what she had discovered.
It had not been her goal…
But now that she had caught a glimpse of the conspiracy that would shape the fate of the world — as well as destroy Neph's life and turn her into who she was today — she could not just let go.
Even if it was the wisest choice.
Her reserves of essence were dwindling, and Jest was already showing signs of freeing himself from the bewitching vice of her gaze.
She still had to handle the aftermath, as well. Killing the old Saint would not prove too difficult… but as much as he deserved to be killed, that was not necessarily the best choice.
Cassie's Aspect gave her a rare ability to understand her enemies. Understanding someone usually made it impossible to hate them… after all, how could she truly hate someone whose joys and sorrows she had experienced herself? Understanding could only give birth to compassion, and it was easy to lose herself in the memories of others.
