Chapter 25Edison’s throwaway comment to Gavril had become eerily prophetic. Although he hadn’t said anything to Eira, as much because she was busy making tonic for Lady Seren, as he didn’t really know what to tell her. Finally, with a sense of impending doom, he went to bed.
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With a yell, Edison sat up, looking around widely before slowly laying down again. He panted heavily, as if he’d been running, and his body was damp with sweat.
Something…some…thing was laughing at me. Taunting me and I was chasing it. But why was I chasing it? It…had something I wanted. No, more than that. Whatever it had was so much more important to me than that. I’d risk anything to get it back.
A sense of dread permeated Edison’s body. His skin broke out in gooseflesh, and he shivered, gathering the be
