Of course, Sian never believed that Kira's resignation could be resolved so easily—certainly not with a fleeting act of willpower or through a cold, impersonal email addressed to her employer. To think of it in such terms was laughable, naïve even. The state was not a game to be toyed with, nor was it some trivial stage where one could step down by merely uttering the word quit.
The weight of authority, governance, and nations was not a matter to be dismissed with the click of a button.
But so what? Sian had never been a man afraid of complications. He had never once hesitated to wade into storms that others would flee. Trouble was not something he avoided—it seemed to follow him, cling to him, and ignite a reckless defiance within him.
