The Golden Eyed Man

Tatiana's idea to protect everyone in the city from Alistair seemed like a noble one, considering all the deaths that followed her and the man, but how would she do it? Certainly, she wasn't going to sit around and wait for things to get better.

She wasn't going to watch the people she cared about getting into a war just because of some stupid feud that had lasted longer than their lives combined. It was almost like she had the final solution, but without a way to get there.

"And how do you suggest we do that, Tati?" Zhuri asked, but her friend had already fallen asleep. Zhuri wasn't sure what scared her more; Tatiana knowing about Alistair and saying nothing or Xander meeting Alistair when they were with Tatiana.

Those two men were complicated creatures who had proven time and again that they would stop at nothing to make their agenda known. Maybe there was something that could be done, but what else was there?