Gritting my teeth, I leveled her with an irritated glare. “Get closer to who?” “You haven’t worked it out yet?” Her head cocked. “Branock Aris didn’t cast the Somnivae curse, Miss Wolff. It was his right-hand man. The most powerful Alchemist in the empire, and someone the Aris family trusted with their lives.” Shadows caressed my ankles, leaning in closer as if they wanted to hear her words, too. “I need you to steal the Grimoire of Emperor Theodore Gayl.”
