“He’s been ordered to guard…” A bob of her throat. “Blair’s door. And likely every move she makes beyond it.” Rage simmers in her eyes, and just like that, I understand what it is that fuels the fire burning within them. Adena. I’d watched that branch tear through every muscle and tendon in her chest. Watched Paedyn crumble in that sandy Pit, cry over the bloody body, and scream when it shuddered its last breath.
