Chapter 31

• each other in whispers or near-silent tones, Dice preferred to be prepared. After all, Gala could be careless—and at times, outright reckless.
• “I just stick it on here?” Gala asked, double-checking. The device was tiny, no wires, no visible buttons—only a touch-sensitive surface no larger than a fingernail. Dice had said it simply needed to be attached to the outer ear, like an earring. Gala had frowned the moment he heard that.
• “Yes, Master,” Dice replied.