Chapter 13Kallan woke to an ongoing ache that permeated her body from the base of her neck to the ends of her feet. She arched her back, winced at the stiffness in her spine, and looked to the window. The moon was high. The night was far from over.
Throwing back the furs, Kallan shuffled about, reclaiming her boots and gown, before donning Ori's leather overcoat.
Blod Tonn.
Kallan exhaled an uneasy breath. She would have to leave now while she still could— without her dagger—or never.
“I'll come back for it later,” she muttered, deciding it was sufficient reason to come back and kill Rune.
Within a handful of breaths, she opened the chamber door.
Windows spanned the empty corridor and cast strips of blue moonlight onto the wooden floorboards. Kallan looked to her right where a pair o
