Re: [ The Spiraling City, King's Year 197, midautumn ]
[ there's a multitude of retorts he could give-- see you've finally given up the charade, or hope you've had enough of your amusement, or do even your blasted traps have to be so well-decorated--
--but it's the first time he can recall hearing that name spoken by that voice... and when he turns at last, to really look at her, he's at a loss for words. ]