“I tried to warn them,” Canterwright said. He laughed, looking at his fellow conspirators’ angry glares. “We played for keeps. Tried to get you good, and lost. No use crying about the rules we would be cheering over later.” Viola nodded. Someone understood, truly. She gestured, and Nalus unlocked the cage. She stood before Canterwright. “I confess, you were not what I expected, Canterwright. You are not a sycophant, or a pervert, or a power-hungry […]