Goodnight, June.

I find myself pausing to admire her face.For a brief moment, I'm lost to my surroundings.

June," Day murmurs. I feel a strange warmth at the sound of my name on his lips.

The Republic's most wanted criminal is just a boy, sitting before me, suddenly vulnerable, laying all his weaknesses out for me to see.

You are not your father," I say, holding his gaze with my own. "You're Anded. You don't have to follow in his footsteps; you have your own. You're the Elector now. You don't have to be like him.

Someday I’ll see him again, and we’ll tell our stories to each other…but for now, I lock him safely away, in a place where I can draw on his strength.

Hi," he says. "I'm Daniel." "Hi," I reply. "I'm June.

Few people ever kill for the right reasons, June. Most do it for the wrong reasons. I just hope you never have to be in either category.