The Descent
Hailey
Nobody slept after that.
Not really.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw silver eyes staring from beneath black hoods.
I heard the laughter of the Veil.
I heard the First Witch's voice.
And behind it all...
His voice.
The Last Prisoner.
The First Demon.
The source of black magic.
The creature Selene had sacrificed everything to imprison.
The creature waiting beneath Silvermoon.
Waiting for me.
Waiting for the Queen.
Waiting for the bloodline.
The thought made my stomach twist.
I stood alone on one of the Citadel balconies as dawn broke across Silvermoon.
The city glittered beneath the morning sunlight.
Silver towers reflected gold and silver across the mountains.
The crystal domes sparkled.
The streets below bustled with life.
Children played.
Fami
