Cassian’s POV
My brothers and I were losing our damn minds.
There was no freaking way Elias or Caius could’ve messed up this badly. That passageway was locked with blood-binding seals. It was forbidden and Off-limits. What was worse is that the cursed wing was laced with pure silver lining and those god-awful daylight bulbs the King insisted on installing for aesthetics. One step inside and any of us would burn like fried chicken.
I leaned against the cold stone pillar, trying not to pace a hole into the floor. Elias looked as pale as a ghost—though that wasn’t saying much, considering we were all pale as hell—but there was a particular kind of defeat on his face I hadn’t seen before.
“She’s really in there,” Elias mumbled, running a hand through his hair. “I... I think we have to tell
