MasukFinally, I managed, “Your mother is… She died.”Jane’s eyes went as wide as saucers, instantly brimming with tears. “What?”“That’s not true,” Max said matter-of-factly. He tightened his arms across his chest, shut his eyes, and shook his head. “Mommy isn’t dead.”My heart ached. Burned. I thought I
Andrei’s POVThe twins were set up in my tent, which was closest to the central area of camp and thus closest to the bonfire. When I lifted the flap and stepped inside, I spotted them nestled beneath a great heap of fur blankets, and yet they were still shivering from the cold.“Daddy!” Jane perked
The fire lit up the room, revealing even more lavish decor than I expected. Everything had a fine layer of dust on it, but the place reeked of money; expensive portraits, plush furniture, marble sculptures.Likely stolen, of course. Just like the palace up above.Turning to me, the King clicked his
Natalia’s POVWhen I woke again, the air had grown colder. All light had seemingly long since been blotted out by the thick walls of the mountain; it was pitch dark, save for the ruby that occasionally pulsed around the King’s finger, illuminating the walls.If it had been under different circumstan
The servant’s face fell. “Oh…”I stood. “Where are my children?”“Come! Come!” Eyes lighting up, the servant gripped my hand with his gnarled one and led me out of the throne room. He led me back to the room that had all of those abominations in it; I reached for the scimitar at my hip, but when we
Andrei’s POVShe fell over the cliff, and my world shattered.“NATALIA!”I stumbled forward, cutting my hands on the jagged rocks as I fell to my knees. I reached for her, but it wasn’t enough. My arms weren’t long enough, palms weren’t large enough. I wasn’t fast enough, wasn’t good enough, wasn’t







