“And his sister?” “She was taken the day we arrived,” Micah said, his voice now laced with fury. “My feet hit the sand, and they pulled her away screaming.” His gaze shuddered, haunted by his past. “I didn’t see my sister again until two days after Verena was arrested.” “I don’t understand.” I looked back and forth between the two of them. “I made promises to Verena’s mother, to our queen,” my grandmother started before glancing back at Micah. “And after your mother was killed in that raid, after Verena managed to escape, I knew that I had to do something.”
