““Because power doesn’t equal worth,” Arion said. She stepped through the lodge door, walking slowly and favoring her left side. “Wisdom, the sort that your grandmother Fenelyus employed, is a far greater virtue.” She turned to Gryndal. “I told you that I had agreed to take Nyphron’s proposal to Fane Lothian. This madness can end in a sensible conclusion that doesn’t require rivers of blood.””
