Chapter 23
BLADE The desperation was real. The only thing that mattered to me was Lyra's safety. I couldn't let her burn like this. I had to convince my mother—no matter what. Even if I had to steal it from her, I would. But wait. I couldn't actually sneak in and steal the white orb. My mother would know instantly. It was touch-sensitive-only she could handle it without triggering its defenses. So, she had to give it to me. One way or another. As I walked toward her room, my mind spun in a thousand directions, torn over what I should say. Lyra didn't have much time left, and my heart felt like it was bleeding out-aching at the sight of her suffering. I knocked on the door, silently praying my father wasn't inside with her. I knew the chance was slim. But what if I didn't try? I had to. My mother
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