Assuming I wouldn’t crumble at the sight of what might have been my future. Assuming I wouldn’t run into Valter and Editta between those famous white walls and shrink back into the helpless little girl I’d been in their home. But if the alternative was Thysandra and the sickening workings of smooth magic … I drew in a deep breath. ‘Let’s try, then.’ Creon’s gaze was a brand in the corner of my eye, all that predator focus aimed at whatever he’d found in the whirlpool of my feelings. But he remained suspiciously silent as the others nodded and muttered words of agreement
