33
Micah
The first time I walked through these gates had been painful.
This time though, it felt like having a new Black Thorn rip through my chest with each step. I didn’t want to be here, I didn’t want to see Imha again, I didn’t want to stand in front of her and pretend I was on her side.
I took a deep breath and entered Imha’s improvised throne room.
“My dear Mitrus,” she cooed from her throne. “It’s so good to see you.”
I approached her. “I see everything is going well here.”
“It’s wonderful.” Her eyes shone with wicked light and her smile widened, becoming even more crazed than before. “I’ve received your reports. Well done, Mitrus. I knew you still had it in you.”
I just nodded because really, what would I say? I didn’t have it in me to push myself that far. “What is our nex
