"Don't thank your luck, Lyra. Thank us," Kaedros said with an arrogant tilt.
Lyra snorted. "You won't let me hear the rest of it, will you?"
He shrugged. "We did save you from this prison. Don't forget that."
"Only because you have something to ask me," Lyra pointed out, though her tone wasn't serious. Her freedom from the prison was a sweet thing, after so long, she was finally free of the constant stink of confinement.
Even though the smell clinging to her was no less foul… and was that why her "saviors" were giving her space? She knew she should feel offended, but in truth, she didn't care.
"Well?" Kaedros tried to keep the impatience out of his voice, but that only made it come out as an order.
Lyra rolled her eyes. "Alright, alright…"
What happened was just like Thalso had said. The Joint Accord had broken into the prison, something that should have been impossible, yet they had done it.
