ROBERT DORU WAS EASY TO SPOT.

It wasn’t because he looked like Victor. It wasn’t even because of any dramatic running-toward-each-other reunion type thing between him and his brother. Rather, it was Lissa’s mind that tipped me off. I saw Robert through her eyes, the golden aura of a spirit user lighting up his corner of the restaurant like a star. It caught her by surprise, and she stumbled briefly. Spirit users were too rare a sight for her to be fully used to them. Seeing auras was something she could tune in or out, and just before “turning his off,” she noted that even though his had the brilliant...