A queen to be. An underestimation to be reckoned with. Mara was wrong. She does indeed know this woman. In the Purging Trials—a stab wound to her abdomen. Death was there. In the Scorches—exhausted and on the brink of consciousness. Death was there. In a dark sewer—swelling with water and drowning out hope. Death was there. This soul is no stranger to ruin. Mara has been summoned to her side more times than she can remember. And yet, this woman always manages to live. It’s astonishing, really. Death has begun to dread the day this soul finally loses her grip on the tightrope she has dangled
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