The Eternal Paint Brushes: Part Four The paint brushes were gone as well, and though Psellia didn't know what they were, if the Betrayer wanted them, it couldn't mean anything good.
Of Squibble Berries and Olives: Part Three Hanso turned to see Brynn standing in the doorway, dressed in her usual—wait a minute! "Whoa, Brynn, new uniform?" he asked.
A House Divided Cannot Stand: Part Two "I've had enough," Dragon repeated coldly, folding her arms and glaring at them both. "I've warned you a thousand times. Maybe if you'd listened to me, this wouldn't be happening."