es bli
r the king, or the black hole where the moon had been. It was looking at he
e pain ar
into the roots of her teeth. Her back arched. A sound tore out of her that she did not recognize, hig
e inside, one cold and bright as moonlight on a blade, the other heavy and hot as smoke, and her
Stop. I c
s shouting. "Make way
nd her, and her satchel clanked at her hip, and she dropped to the floor beside Seraphina without a flicke
st, then her jaw, tilting her face toward the blue light. "L
as a croak. "Four. T
eep talking. Where d
." "Inside. I
ealer pressed two fingers to the base of her throat and held them there. Her brow knitted. She pr
e," she murmu
gid, and every instinct he possessed was screaming at him to cross the space between them. His wolf was beat
k one
n bond las
and he caught himself on the corner of a pillar with a grunt that he swallowed too late. His lun
ned by force
hat he felt. He met the eyes of a pale young lord who w
vel. He was distantly proud of that. "The room is
el's white-knuckled hand on the pillar a
ad narrowed to the cold fl
red, one soft and curling with laughter. They were arguing. They so
eak f
ll standing. L
ng on the
keeps trying
r. Her whole body trembled, and the shadow beside her had
catching her arm. "Lie st
as wet and ragged. "I won't. Not on
ross the healer's face. It lo
Sera whispe
saw her uncle with his hand pressed over his mouth. She thought she saw Mira, sobbing, held back by two guards. She thought s
e, soft as a blanke
nd a carved screen of ebony, a single man had not sti
narrow golden eyes were fixed on the collapsed girl below, and in them there was no shock, none of the horror that blanched the f
n his finger h
s trembling. "My lord, should
e," Malrec said, gently
hape that clung to Seraphina's shadow dragged across the floor behind her like a train. The black w
pale light was gathering. Silver. Whi
osed his
mask of mild courtly concern, and the young attendant
id Malrec. "And tell
en, watching the girl carried from the hall, a
as begun to weaken,"

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