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her match, she would go a week without eating.
    “Wonderful,” Shaya said, leaning forward when the Wrym placed the tray on the table between their benches. “My throat is positively parched.”
    “Guardian, we shouldn’t eat or drink anything that hasn’t been sampled first,” Kyr said.
    Shaya lifted a cup of yarrow nectar, one of Kyr’s favorite beverages. “Nonsense. Guardian Brunyr would have had the tray checked for us, knowing we would be alone. He knew that I wanted to sample some of the items to be served at your Day of Life celebration.”
    Kyr couldn’t prevent her face from falling. “Another celebration?” She knew it sounded like a whine, but she couldn’t help herself. “Surely there are more important things for me to do now that I’ve Ascended.”
    “There are plenty of important things for you to do, Ma’jah. First and foremost, you need to be paired with your amanti. Only when you are paired with the Faire-Amanti will you complete your Ascension. JuwalDane will begin the search for your match at your Day of Life celebration, so it’s a very important event.”
    It was the perfect opportunity to discuss Ty, Kyr thought as Shaya sipped the yarrow nectar. “Guardian, I wanted to talk to you about my amanti. You see, I…”
    She trailed off as the cup fell from Shaya’s hand. Before she knew what had happened, her mother was lying on the floor, pale and lifeless.

 
    Chapter 5
     
     
    Ty raced into the sanctuary, leaving the door open so the Mynders standing outside could be ready to act if needed. He cursed himself the entire time it took to reach Guardian Shaya. Why hadn’t he listened to his instincts?
    Don’t touch her! he ordered Kyr, who had jumped up and rushed to her mother’s side.
    She didn’t question him, stepping back as he approached. Gren told Ty via thought that he’d get HemmelRowe right away. Ty silently approved as he reached for Shaya’s neck and checked her pulse. It was difficult to detect, but he did find one. Her skin felt clammy beneath his fingertips. She was in bad shape.
    What happened? Kyr asked.
    He reached for the cup of yarrow nectar and sniffed it. Not detecting anything, he took a drop of the drink on his tongue, then spit out as much as he could.
    “Crushed pynko,” he said loud enough for the Mynders to hear. It generated a loud murmur from the guards and a curse from Gren.
    Kyr gasped. “It was poisoned?”
    “Yes.”
    He began chest compressions to keep Shaya’s heart beating. Kyr sank down on the bench. He felt her shock. She was thinking that it might have been him who had been poisoned if he had tasted it like he usually did.
    I’ve been dosed with all known poisons since I was old enough to start resisting them , he thought. I’m resistant or immune to almost all of them. This wouldn’t have killed me .
    That didn’t do much to console her. She was a wreck of emotions by the time Gren arrived with Hemmel. In light of the circumstances, Ty waved the Rowe into the sanctuary. The efficient male hurried over to Shaya and immediately administered an injection, telling Ty that Gren had told him what poison they were dealing with.
    While they waited for the treatment to take effect, Ty approached the Wrym who had served the food. The male looked like he might faint right alongside the Guardian. Since Ty had scanned his mind before the food was served and hadn’t sensed any malicious intent, he already suspected the Wrym had no idea the food was poisoned. Still, he had to perform his due diligence.
    “Did you know the food was poisoned when you served it to Ma’jah Kyr and Guardian Shaya?” he asked.
    “N-no, Dem-Shyr ,” the Wrym stammered. His thoughts rang with truth. “I swear it on my life.”
    Ty saw no reason to distress the quaking male any further. It was clear to him that the Wrym had been convenient for whoever did put the poison in the food. He turned the Wrym over to the Mynders for escorting back to the kitchens so they