로그인"You remember me."Victoria had gone perfectly still.Ronan didn't look at her. "Yes.""Then you were pretending. In the Moon Hall. You stood there and pretended you'd never seen me—""No." His voice cracked. "I wasn't pretending. When I turned that ring, it took you out of me too. Everything. I looked at you and saw a stranger." He swallowed hard. "And then, a few hours ago, in the middle of the night, something broke open inside my head. Like a dam. And you were there again. All of you. All at once."A few hours ago.In the middle of the night.I thought of the forest. The silver threads. Varrick screaming my name. And his words afterward: your awakening will bring back every memory the Crown has ever buried.It hadn't only been Varrick.I turned slowly to look at Victoria, and saw from her face that she had worked it out long before I had. That was the fear I had seen in the passage.It was spreading.Ronan took a step toward me. "Mira. I'm sorry."The words struck like a blow.I h
The Council chamber was not the room I remembered.The last time I had been in the east wing, it had been full of sunlight and old maps, and a junior clerk had spilled tea on the treaty of Ashford and nearly wept. Now the windows were shuttered. Black hangings covered the walls. A long table stood beneath a chandelier whose candles had burned down to crooked stumps.Kael walked me inside. The guards stayed out in the corridor. Victoria had swept off to summon the Council.The doors closed behind us.For the first time in hours, we were alone.Kael released my wrist at once and stumbled away from me, one hand pressed hard to the brand at his throat. Slowly, the silver light beneath his fingers dimmed and went out."Kael?"He didn't answer. He leaned both hands on the table, head bowed, breathing raggedly."Are you all right?""Give me a moment."I wanted to go to him. But I remembered how he had flinched when Victoria spoke the command, and I stayed where I was.After a long time, he l
I didn't answer right away. I was looking past her.At the six guards crowded into the doorway. At the iron door itself, swung wide open behind them.And at the brass token, still sitting in the lock on our side of the door, exactly where Kael had left it when it failed to turn.The lock worked from either side. I knew, because two winters ago I had copied out the original engineering report on the infirmary flood doors, word by tedious word. Whoever held that token could seal the door from the drain side, and it would take the guards a long time to find another way around.If Elara could get through that doorway, she would have a chance.But the doorway was full of soldiers.So I needed the soldiers somewhere else.I turned my head and looked at Kael. His eyes were still silver. But he was watching me. Listening. Some part of him was still there."Captain," I said quietly. "Your order is to return me to royal custody."His breathing changed. "Yes.""Not to harm her."His gaze flicked
Mira's POV"Welcome home, Captain Arden."Lady Victoria Thorne didn't raise her voice. She didn't need to. Six royal guards stood at her back in the open doorway, and the passage behind them, the stair down to the drain, the only way out, was full of steel.Her black gown was immaculate. Not a single silver hair had slipped from its knot, and the emerald at her throat caught the grey light like a cat's eye. She looked as though she had come down to inspect a badly laid dinner table.Not to collect three people whose lives she had helped destroy.Kael was on one knee beside me, both hands pressed to his temples. The brand at his throat pulsed silver, black, silver, like a second heartbeat."Step away from him, Mira," Victoria said.I didn't move.She sighed. "You always did have such difficulty following simple instructions."The familiarity in her voice turned my stomach. Only yesterday morning, she had walked beside me through the palace gardens and complained that the roses for my c
A faint smile touched her mouth. "You always did. Even at five."The pin slid free. The first band sprang open.Elara gasped as the silver fell away from her wrist."Footsteps," Kael said from the door. "Closer."I moved to the second band. The pick slipped. I made myself breathe.I hadn't been able to stop what happened in the Moon Hall. I couldn't make Ronan love me again. I couldn't give my mother back her memories just by wishing.But I could open a lock.And right now, that was enough.The second pin clicked.The band released, and the silver light around Elara's wrists faded and went out. She cried out and pitched forward, and I caught her before she hit the floor."I've got you."She clung to my arm. For a moment she felt almost weightless, as if there were nothing left of her but bone and will."Thank you," she whispered.I helped her to her feet. "Can you walk?"She nodded.Kael opened the door a crack and looked out. "Clear. For the moment. There's a service stair two rooms
The door at the end of the western passage was made of black stone.Above it, a crescent moon had been carved into the lintel. Beneath the moon ran a row of seven small circles. Six were dark. One glowed a faint, steady silver."The Hollowmere sign," I whispered.There was no ordinary lock. Only a shallow hollow in the stone, the size and shape of a coin.I took out the token. Before I fitted it into place, I pressed my ear to the door and listened.No footsteps. No voices.Only a faint sound from the other side, soft and rhythmic.Someone was humming.Four rising notes. A pause. Three falling.The hair rose on my arms. I turned to Kael.He had heard it too. His face had gone very still."The song," he said.I turned the token. The door released with a soft click and swung inward.And I saw her.* * *She sat in a hard chair beside a small barred window, high in the wall, through which the first grey light was beginning to seep.Her dark hair had been hacked unevenly to her shoulders,







