"They lose the connection they believe to have to my world by harming me." She circles the table, tracing her fingers along its edges, nursing her glass of wine as she walks. "I promised Kebechet no mercy and fully intend to seeing that through."

She looks to Chiron now, the chill in her gaze melting away into something warmer.

"Some of the best from the Reach. I'd heard a number of stories about Arbor Gold, but never had the opportunity to try it. Do you have wine in your world?"