[ They walk, then, step uncertain. If it is for Lan Wangji to guide, then he sets onward course: first, step heady, down the corridors, to the slant-eyed terror of healers who watch them on, wish them returned.
Then, onwards, past the great halls, where the people of the lady yet withdraw.
And further still, to the kitchens, where a roiling bees' nest of servant and attendants broker funerary arrangements for a man one of Macaluso's gentlemen spits down upon, in passing. Distantly, Lan Wangji sees only this: the red that spills on his limbs, the fetters in which they've bound him. He hears no different than he had anticipated, a grand and convenient discovery of the culprit, incidentally struck down by his own hand.
At least the onlookers share the wisdom to question the strategic coming in place of all the necessary parts, as Wangji himself takes upon his bones the burden of doubt, now. He remembers to murmur behind him to Xiao Xingchen, spared sight: ]
They have found their man of the poisons. [ And softened: ] They name him a demonstrator. Convenient.
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Then, onwards, past the great halls, where the people of the lady yet withdraw.
And further still, to the kitchens, where a roiling bees' nest of servant and attendants broker funerary arrangements for a man one of Macaluso's gentlemen spits down upon, in passing. Distantly, Lan Wangji sees only this: the red that spills on his limbs, the fetters in which they've bound him. He hears no different than he had anticipated, a grand and convenient discovery of the culprit, incidentally struck down by his own hand.
At least the onlookers share the wisdom to question the strategic coming in place of all the necessary parts, as Wangji himself takes upon his bones the burden of doubt, now. He remembers to murmur behind him to Xiao Xingchen, spared sight: ]
They have found their man of the poisons. [ And softened: ] They name him a demonstrator. Convenient.