Luara felt dead bond react like old reflex, weak attempt to pull attention, and she crushed it at same instant with icy certainty: there was nothing there for her anymore besides repulsion. She advanced without hesitating, feeling gazes fix, hearing murmurs falling silent when realizing she wasn't coming fragile.

Rayder raised chin when seeing her, and for second tried opening smile, as if could rescue something from past with expression.

"Luara," he said, voice controlled, and ...