be permitted to leave. Madame Cinders regrets any inconvenience this may cause you. "
Spyder shifted his gaze to Shrike. She hadnt moved, so he mimicked her indifference.
"Were ready," Shrike said.
Primo went and stood beside Madame Cinders wheelchair. The old woman hadnt budged since her entrance. When her voice came, it filled the room, surprisingly strong, deep and clear.
"What is your name, child?" She was addressing Shrike. Spyder looked at her.
"I am Alizarin Katya Ryu. " She gave the old woman the slightest of bows.
"Is that your only name?"
"Im sometimes called Blind Shrike," she said. "Sometimes Butcher Bird. "
"Why do you carry the name of a harmless little hatchling?"
"The shrike is a hunter, Madame, though a diminutive one. So am I. The shrike skewers its prey on thorns and continues to hunt. Like the shrike, I hunt until the hunt is over. The name was given to me by those whove seen my skill. "
"Youre an assassin, child?"
"Yes, Madame. "
"But you are also a thief. "
"No, maam. "
"Did you not eat my figs without asking? Thats thievery. "
"We were led to food and drink by your servant. We assumed the fruit was for your guests," said Shrike flatly.
"Is it your habit to conduct your life and work based on assumptions?"
"I use common sense. When food and drink are offered by someone asking for my service, I feel free to eat and drink. If I was wrong in this case, if I have offended you, I apologize. But do not forget, Madame Cinders, that it was you who sought out my help. If it is not wanted, then well be on our w
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