But did he know the reason? Did Fin know what he'd pledged himself to? Felix frowned, deeply, and moved to get up from the edge of the fountain where he'd been seated. "So. In making your mistake, you wrote not only your own destiny, but his as well. You know, I almost felt sorry for you?"

He didn't, now. His mis-matched eyes had lost their warmth, and were now hard and distant as gemstones.