Aleanna walked down the empty street, The moon and stars were strong again; it made for easy navigation. This wasn’t what Baelon said would happen; the boy should have been running to her, not sending her away. It was the apprentice; whether she meant to or not, she was wooing him just as effectively as she was. She puzzled out in her head how she could possibly separate them. She turned down an alley, and then another.
She stepped into the space between two unlit homes, feeling restless. She held up her palm and forced the heat from her fingertips, lighting a small flame that danced between her fingers. This would be so much easier if she could just be open about their shared pact with Hanari. If she could *show* him how strong she was, and how strong he could be too.