Astrasinistral
Flames licked the outer walls of Castle Dragonbriar in the distance.
I hurried, coughing, back into my clothes, ran downstairs barefoot with my corset unevenly laced, and called ahead across the meadow.
“Joshua?”
The air was vibrating at a strange rhythm, but the sky was too dark to see the source. One of the Scorn Sisters ran past me toward the flames, close enough to rustle my skirt. I hoped the sound of other light footsteps in all directions were more of them. They were so quiet, it was hard to say how many.
I was just close enough to make out the movement of the Questers rushing out over the drawbridge, when Joshua’s frantic voice answered me.
“Angela! Go back inside and lock the doors!”
An echoing, inhuman screech cut through the air, and something collided with
