Saphira’s POV
I stared at Aaron, trying to process what he had just said. The words echoed in my mind, clashing with everything I thought I knew about my family. My father. My sister. They couldn’t be plotting to sell me as a slave. Could they? I wanted to believe it was some sick misunderstanding, that Aaron was wrong, or that he’d heard something out of context. But his face was grave, his eyes filled with an urgency I couldn’t ignore.
“How could they...?” My voice trailed off as I tried to wrap my mind around it. “How could they do this to me? I’m their blood. I’m still an Evergreen, even if they don’t love me like a daughter. They wouldn’t go that far... would they?”
Aaron’s face tightened as if he thought himself guilty for telling me. “Saphira, I heard them with my own ears. After
