Epilogue
It was Correen who found them.
They’d cleared the royal apartments, headed toward the banquet hall when Correen waved them down, scurrying over with her dress poorly hitched in her sweaty fingers.
When Assana saw her dour, fat-faced sister-in-law barreling toward them, she was certain this was the end. Correen’s loyalty to Eoghan was the only thing Assana actually knew about her. She skulked around the keep boasting expressions so sour Assana had to wonder after her diet. She’d never had more than a few words for her brother’s wife, all of them some form of order or admonishment.
Assana positioned herself in front of Esmerelda, as if that would stop anyone with an earnest intention to harm them. She didn’t even know why she did it. Why she’d saved Esmerelda, and not simply sav
