LOGINIn a valley between hills, the entrance to an old mine yawns. Joli darts inside, shifts, and shimmies into a set of clothes waiting for her at the mouth. As I shift and throw on some clothes from my bag, she lights a lantern hanging on the wall.“At this stage, I figure you have more to hide than I
The footsteps grow louder. Joli’s breathing is even, steady. I flex my hands and prepare to shift.Click.She grabs my hand, not wasting time on words, and pulls me out onto the roof. I chase her over the tiles to the next glowing window, my mind spinning. Ingrid said Joli disappeared sometimes, but
AmvalWith my sister’s hand in mine, betrayal ringing in my ears, I scoot away from the crack in the floor. I don’t want to keep watching. Seeing Cirocco smooth out his expression into pleasantness and Ingrid struggling to do the same as they went to his room was enough for me.I want to go back to
The very last shred of privacy, of control I had in this Goddess-forsaken palace, stripped away from me when I wasn’t even looking. Someone else moved my lute. Hell, if I’m reading her emphasis correctly, they may have broken it. It’s the one thing that was truly mine.“Thank you,” Cirocco says dull
Ingrid“Thank you,” I mutter through gritted teeth to what must be the thousandth dignitary to reach our table.“Yes, thank you,” Cirocco says in a voice so even I can barely hear it. Like it’s so dull, it slides right out of my ears.“It is so wonderful you found love after such a tragedy.” The wom
Kaloni should be letting her rest after a fall like that. Frankly, Tazi shouldn’t have let her out.And yet, she’s here, in a seafoam green gown like she’s trying to match that green stain. My mark aches in sympathy.On her left, at the head of the table, Kaloni eats without hesitation. “The conscri







