[ Bastien’s smile diminishes to a hint. It doesn’t vanish. A compliment is a compliment. He knows By believes it, but the spectral faces of the people he killed are fresh in his memory. If that’s a good heart—
It’s alright, though. He pretended his way into really being Orlesian, and really being parentless, and really being a printer, so maybe he can pretend his way into this, too, and make it true.
He finishes neatening the second side of Byerly’s mustache in silence, then says, ]
Does he have that effect on everyone? Your spymaster.
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It’s alright, though. He pretended his way into really being Orlesian, and really being parentless, and really being a printer, so maybe he can pretend his way into this, too, and make it true.
He finishes neatening the second side of Byerly’s mustache in silence, then says, ]
Does he have that effect on everyone? Your spymaster.