Jaya glared at the man who had spent twelve years protecting her and providing for her. Even once she'd moved away from him and his disciples, learned to fly on her own, she'd still come back to him for advice, for a home. She wiggled her fingers. It was hard to feel at home when she was zip-tied in the place where she had once shared meals and companionship with the man sitting across from her.

Over the past weeks, distance and perspective from this man had brought the ...