LOGINI barely manage to find a waste bucket before everything I had for breakfast retches out. My throat burns. My vision is blurry. I dry heave every single thing in my stomach, warmth seeps out of the corners of my eyes. I can’t breathe. The smell of blood is everywhere. I sit there, holding the edges
The smell of rotting flesh is disgusting. Its muscle memory to pull the gloves over my hands, pick a scalpel off the medical tray. The body on the metal table in front of me has no head. ‘You have to take a sample of flesh, a sample of blood and take a look at the internal organs.’ Aunt Cynthia’s
How adorable. Apparently, I’m the only one who thinks so, since when I turn back around, everyone from the fourth prince and the first order to passing strangers and our coachman is looking on in disbelief. Is it so difficult to imagine Zen would get along with children? “Don’t leave your mouth ha
“My Lady, am I mistaken or is the fourth prince avoiding me?” I look up from knotting the satchel to my belt to face Zen. There’s a slight furrow in his brows, and he looks at Lukas, standing far, far from us and talking with the first order soldiers. The fourth prince has indeed, been avoiding Ze
I need to move. But even as I think that, I cant bring myself to move. He’s holding me too firmly, I think, entirely reasonable. I won’t be able to slip away like this. Even the most critical part of me can’t find that to be entirely an excuse. After last night, I doubt there’s anyone who would lik
I wake up to the sound of a door knock. My sleep hazed brain registers the sound, recognizes it, and promptly ignores it in favor of cuddling into the warmth of my bed once more. I don’t want to wake up just yet, since last night I fell asleep so late— Last night? My eyes open, blurry with sleep,
For a long moment, I can only stare at her, dumbfounded. I’m very sure it’s around 11 in the night. “You’re still awake, My Lady.” I find myself saying She rolls her eyes at that, though the smile stays “Not at all. Didn’t you know I can sleep with my eyes open too?” “It’s late.” I walk over to w
“Oh no.” I still in my tracks abruptly, and so does Zen, since I have an iron grip on his arm. “We can’t go to such an important meeting like this!” I turn to face him “We should’ve gotten dressed more elaborately!” He arches a brow “What for, My Lady?” Oh this poor simpleton. Though Zen looks r
Zen looks at me, and though his expression is inscrutable, I get the sense of a question. “You’re too uninterested in yourself,” I give him a grin at my spot on observation “Who knows how you’ll get hurt if left on your own? If you die, I’ll be in real knee-deep shit, so I have to make sure you’re
I sprint down the stairs. Now that he’s seen me, I hope to hell Zen can make it to the church doors. I’ll go and get Sparrow. The city gates are close by. We can make it, we can— I still in my steps when the doors of the tower flings open, men spilling inside. I’ve only taken a single step back wh







