We were told that there was nothing more dangerous than a storm. My darkest secret was that I had always struggled with this. Atrius and I left the gates of the castle wide open behind us, forging the way forward for his men to follow. But we didn’t wait. We fought our way through the castle. I would barely remember any of it later, because I was lost in the tumultuous seas I had so often been told to avoid—lost, and unashamed at how much I loved it.
