mean girls

She didn't know how to go about this. What would happen if Sendoa's loyalties ran too deep? Alas, she was desperate. She looked nervous, afraid, uncertain and cautious. Oh, the guilt was written upon her face and Argent had not a clue about how to be rid of it. "Yes, that was my reason for coming here. You are free to leave as you wish," she explained. Ears would pin back as she thought about her plan, about ther separation it would cause, but she was determined. "I need you to help me disappear. I-if you mist know why, I will tell you if you tell me what you feel for Isardis and what you feel for Taurig. I swear on my honor as a warrior I will not repeat what you tell me," she said.

Sendoa was vital to this plan, this plan to keep her children and Taurig alive. She only hoped that the woman would not rat her out instead, hoped that she woukd have compassion for Argent's situation. The silver woman was desperate, and Sendoa had the power to help her.