Beatrice Point of View
Watching my sister struggle to steady herself was not an easy thing to witness.
Celeste had always been the one among us who loved with her entire heart—too openly, too honestly—and now that very heart stood bruised by truths she had not been prepared to bear.
It unsettled me more than I wished to admit.
Especially because so much had shifted in so little time.
Brandon had remained at King August’s side for most of the day, lending his assistance in matters I was certain were tied to Cassian and Bennu.
And Liam—
Liam had grown entirely too comfortable in Brandon’s presence.
The two men spoke often, too often, under the absurd belief that Brandon’s guidance would somehow aid me in learning to command my own magic.
As though I required the hand of a man to sh
