That evening, Aramith wrote a letter to Kesha. Whether she received it or not, he was going to move on with the next step.
He let an hour pass after the letter was sent, then called Mozrael.
"We're going to visit someone."
Mozrael was still unsure about this. "Is it safe?" After revealing your identity like that, should we really be going out so freely?
"You don't have to come, but I prefer that you do."
These words made it difficult for her to object.
Forcing someone to do something mostly came with aversion, but giving them the choice and making it so there could be some benefit in doing so mostly led to acceptance.
Reluctantly, Mozrael nodded.
When they stepped out of their room, about half of Forsaken Peak was still awake.
They stared at Aramith and Mozrael as they descended the stairs, quickly averting their gaze when it seemed Aramith was about to look at them.
They were embarrassed now that they knew how powerful he was.
