Her warm pocket of air nudges me, softer—weaker—than days ago. “When you are alone, go to the book Soriah left. It will tell you of one side of your lineage. Your father left it there for you in case he—” She takes a deep breath. “In case she consumes him. Every second I’m not with you, I’m with him, staving off the inevitable. He’s losing the battle, but he thinks there’s someone in the Tatum realm that can—”
