The homecoming being disgustingly rich didn’t quite turn out the way I expected. Apparently, my absence affected Carver’s mental state even more than my presence: the fool decided to join the Templars! I didn’t fail to point out that an apostate sister might be a sort of a hindrance for this kind of career, but he took it as an offence. ‘Don’t I think him able to shut up in family matters?’ – Well, I don’t. What could he possibly answer to “And tell me, Sir Carver: in those more than eighteen years together, you never noticed that your sister was an apostate?” and not look a complete idiot?

Besides, Mother took it really badly: as if he died or was gone for good, and not just moved a couple of blocks away where she can visit him almost daily.