Koshmarnyk, Irtan, and Varessa answered Kamira’s summons quicker than she’d expected. She hardly had time to lodge Myrkan’s brooch under the dwindling pile of crystal pieces that used to be her prison. It made for a poor hiding place, but with all the energy surrounding the shards, it was the best spot to hide any demonic magic emanating from the piece of jewelry. If she was lucky, Irtan wouldn’t notice anything, because the last thing she needed was a lengthy explanation of Myrkan’s attempt to sway her.
Koshmarnyk and Irtan walked shoulder to shoulder, and from what Kamira could gather from the tone of their conversation carried within the chamber, they were engaged in an amicable exchange. Varessa followed, and her frown made it clear she didn’t appreciate being dragged away from whatev
