A groan rumbled through the mountain beneath them. Morath shuddered. Maeve’s eyes widened further. A crack louder than thunder echoed through the stones. The tower swayed. Dorian’s mouth curved upward. You didn’t think I spent all those hours merely searching, did you? He wouldn’t allow it to exist another day—that chamber with the collars. Not one more day. So he’d bring down the entire damn keep atop it.
