“Lore, I’m still Castor.” She shook her head with a sad laugh, even as her whole chest seemed to clench. “I am. I am.” The crown fragment fell to the ground again as his hands closed over her wrists, as if the touch could somehow make her understand. It seemed to spread through her blood, sparking her nerve endings, and was more than enough to prove the lie in his words. As if just realizing what he’d done, he released his hold on her and took a step back.
