Zoë took another sip. "Ceiro's having some sort of...fit," she said, her voice icy and clipped. "He told me to fetch Anastasia, and then..." She stopped.
"Not a word of this leaves this room," she said after a pause, in a quieter voice. "And I don't want to hear any...any judgment about my decisions, either. Okay?"
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"Not a word of this leaves this room," she said after a pause, in a quieter voice. "And I don't want to hear any...any judgment about my decisions, either. Okay?"