“When falls Night, the world will drown in Starlight,” she recited. The words tugged on something in my mind, familiar but without context. “What is that from?” “A fable,” Calix chimed in. “Hope.” Calix eased a crooked smile at Cassia’s frown of disapproval. “A prophesy that is the only way to be free of the king’s reign of terror,” she went on.
