Sinon looked at me, just as sharply: "Because it needed to be said. Unlike you, I don't enjoy going off half-cocked and screwing up when you realize that you were wrong in the first place."

"Oh. So you think that these law cards will get us imprisoned?"

"Yes, I very well do. I refuse to be in any combat with them."

"Even the ones that actually add laws?"

"Even them, yes."

"Fine, Sinon. I give in. But you're into learning, right? Know thy enemy? Well, gee, I think you'd better go with me to at least see the darn things."

Sinon rolled his eyes and sighed, throwing his hands in the air: "How can I win? Alright, Endy, my friend. You have me there. If…and only if…we are not the only clanners I see in there, I will consent to you buying some. If not…you will not have my suport."

Everyone stayed away from me and Sinon when we argued, because we did it so often. Y'see, he's a great guy, but because he's so 'honorable', we don't always see eye-to eye on everything. But, hey. That's the way it goes sometimes. Nothing can be done about that.

That night, Kiera and I crawled into bed in the room we rented together. She looked at me: "Hon…can I ask you something?"

I smiled: "Anything, darling."

She put her arms around me and whispered: "What if Sinon's right and we all get sent to prison over these antilaws?"

"Well, if we get sent in, there'll be a whole bunch of other clanners there too. We'll break out. Defy the damn judges."

"We can't, though. They give us the safety to fight…we give up a little freedom. That's always been the deal."

"Well, screw the deal. I'm tired of them jerking me around every time I engage. I'm not taking any more of that crap, I'll tell you that. If it means we have no judges, no laws, and no safety net, fine. I'll stop fighting. I'd love to. I'd love to settle down on a nice farm and live out the rest of my life with you by my side."

Kiera just smiled, oddly, and whispered: "I'd like that."

With that, she kissed me and we went to sleep.

The next morning, we got our crap together, loaded up our carts, and went off to Cadoan. We got there that evening, and looked around. Nothing looked strange, but I knew something was up. There were signs of an engagement, so we walked very slowly to the inn. I asked the barkeep. He told me exactly what I wanted to hear, and I was so glad I didn't know how to react. We got our rooms, and went to go clean up. About an hour later, I heard a knock at the door: "Yes?"

"It's Sinon, Endy. Open up."

I walked over to the door, hand on my sword. It was him, dressed in his normal robe…he looked odd: "Hey, Si. What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing's wrong. But you know how I was so against the antilaws?"

"Yeah. How could I forget?"

"Well..ah…I think you should see this."

Sinon pulled out something that looked like a normal playing card, except it had a lightning pattern on it and writing in the language I had gotten used to seeing around magic: "So. What is it?"

"It's an antilaw, Endy!"

"You've had it for how long and you didn't tell me?"

Sinon looked down, a little upset at himself: "I've had it since Berbier enlisted me. I helped him create the first ones. That's why I dislike them so much. We did get sent to prison, he and I. He now has some kind of antilaw that nulls everything, and not even Lord Cid can do anything about it.