Cassia leant against the pier railings, looking out over the river and the city districts on the other side of it "Yes, his stories inspired me, Mother said I would regret them . . ." She looked down at her reflection in the river and sighed "She's right . . . to a point" She murmured, half to herself. She shook her head and looked at Damion "I assume you're getting the ferry in an hour"