LOGINEMBER’S POVQueenie’s smile is gone now. She walks beside me in silence for a few seconds, rubbing the sore spot at the back of her head again, but this time she looks distracted rather than annoyed.“Maybe because there is nothing a doctor can do. If she really has to take something from other people to keep herself functioning, then maybe the maids were the treatment.” Her mouth tightens. “She can heal everybody else because everybody else gets sick in ways she understands. Whatever is happening to her might be something completely different.”I look at her, and the unease that has been crawling under my skin suddenly sharpens.“Something that isn’t natural.”Queenie slows with me.For a second, neither of us says anything, because saying it aloud makes the whole thing worse.Hale has spent years surrounded by herbs, healers, money and every resource Knox could possibly give her, yet somewhere along the way the answer she settled on was seven living women.Queenie’s voice is quieter
EMBER’S POVI can’t breathe.I’m standing in the corridor with my back against the wall, my thumb bleeding and my chest so tight that every breath feels too small.The Caelora bitch.Hale said it so easily. Like the words were already familiar to her. Like she had known exactly what I was long before I ever learned the name myself.My stomach drops.She knows what Caelora is.She knows what I am.And she has known for a very long time.“Ember!”Queenie comes round the corner at a run, white to the lips.“I couldn’t stop her, I’m so sorry, I couldn’t-” She’s got hold of both my arms. “Are you alright? Did she touch you? Ember, are you-”“How did she get past you?”“She ran!” Queenie’s shaking. “The girl said she’d been in with Rayana and it was going fine, and then Rayana started coming round. Hale stood up and told everyone to get out because she needed a minute with her, so they did. About a minute later, she came flying out of that room and took off down the corridor, Ember. I mean,
EMBER’S POVHer voice makes the sight of her even more disturbing. It is still Hale’s usual calm, level voice, except now it is coming from a face that looks decades older than the one I saw downstairs.“Hale—”“What are you doing in my room!” Her eyes drop to my hands, and her whole expression changes. “Put that down!”“What the fuck happened to you?”“Put it down!”She crosses the room so quickly that I barely have time to pull the book back.She tears it out of my hands hard enough to scrape the skin from my thumb, then clutches it against her chest with both arms. By the time she steps away from me, she is breathing hard.“Get out of my room!” she shouts. “Get out! Get out!”“Hale, look at yourself-”“Don’t you dare!”“Look at your hands!”“Get out!”She screams it, and the sound tears straight out of her chest.In weeks, I have never heard Hale raise her voice above that soft, controlled murmur of hers, and now she is standing in front of me shrieking, both arms locked around the
EMBER’S POVQueenie slips inside before I can even turn around.“Ember, you need to be quick—”“Look at this!”“What?”“Look!” I’m pointing at the page with my whole hand flat. “That’s my name! She’s got my name circled, and she’s written special child, and she knows about Caelora, and she’s asking whether her grandmother’s alive, and here, look, this is the tunnels, she’s drawn the service tunnels, all of them, she’s drawn the one where I found-”Queenie is staring at me now, her eyes shifting from the book to my face and back again, her brows pulling together in confusion.“Ember,” she says carefully. “What am I looking at?”“The book!”“It’s blank.”For a second, I can only stare at her.“It’s not blank.”“Ember, it is.” Queenie takes the book from me and turns it toward herself, frowning as she looks over the page. Then she flips to the next one, and the next, her confusion slowly giving way to something much more uneasy. “There’s nothing here. These pages are completely blank.”“
EMBER’S POVMove the things that mattered.I look around the room again, this time paying attention to what Hale might have touched after Knox’s men left.The shelves are dusty, but the search has disturbed most of that dust. Books and ornaments have been lifted, shifted and put back badly enough that I can tell where hands have been.Then I see the second shelf.There is a clean rectangle in the dust about the size of a shoebox. The ornaments on either side are packed closely together, with years of grey dust around their bases, but the space between them is almost clean.Something had been sitting there until very recently.I glance at the boxes stacked against the wall. All eleven are already taped shut, and the stack is packed tightly enough.My eyes move to the mantel.There is another clean mark there, this one circular.Two things.Knox’s men searched this room thoroughly, and sometime after they left, Hale removed two things.A chill moves over my skin.Whatever those things w
EMBER’S POVQueenie is waiting near the stairs, pretending very badly to have suddenly developed an interest in the linen cupboard.The second I turn the corner, she grabs my arm, pulls me two doors down into the empty blue room, and shuts the door behind us.“Well?”“She’s in there.”“No!”“Sleeves up, ordering people about, she’s sent a girl for paleos root.”“She actually went for it?”“She went for it in about ninety seconds.” I press the heels of my hands into my eyes. “Goddess. Dear goddess. My heart’s pounding, I think I’m going to be sick, I screamed at those poor nurses like a lunatic-”“You screamed at them like a woman whose friend just dropped,” Queenie says. “Which is the only reason it worked, so don’t start.” She’s still holding the door. “Is she alright, though? Rayana. Actually?”“She’s fine.”“Ember.”“She is fine, Queenie; you were standing right there when we did it!” I pull my hands away from my face. “You saw how much. It was barely anything.”And it was.Over th







