"Lucky," Raine repeated, flatly. Meira's -- Valdis'? -- words did not so much reassure as further concern. "Luck is not to be relied on in matters like this."

She pressed her lips together before she could say something more, tempering herself. In a moment, she inclined her head to Solomon, not for his benefit but to point out to Valdis that he had an important question, one Raine was interested in as well. "I take it the soul you used to bargain with was your own?"

She didn't think Valdis would be so foolish as to have hung some other person's soul on luck, but it was possible she was wrong.