Two people stood at that riverbank, each with a perfect case against the other, and every wolf in the circle looked to me to choose between them.
I chose neither.
"Bind them both," I said.
The circle stirred. Roan's head came up sharp. "Wren"
"Both of you." My voice was flat and cold and carried over the river. "Roan, you've served Cain twenty years and I believe most of what you told me in that hall. Celeste, you handed me the keystone secret and I believe most of what you just said at this bank. And that's exactly the problem. You've each made a case I can't break, against the other. One of you is telling the truth and one of you is the best liar in this war, and I cannot tell which, and I am done pretending that the person who tells the better story is the one who's honest. I've bec
