Chapter 56
I stop breathing as I meet Malyn’s eyes through the mirror. Her look is intense. She recognizes me.
I can’t tear my eyes away from her. The cracks in the glass run jaggedly across her face, splitting her image into pieces as she stares at my reflection.
“What is she doing in my chambers?” asks Malyn through her teeth.
Her beautiful face is hard and cold. I stand frozen, unable to breathe.
“That’s what I needed to talk to you about, Your Majesty,” says the witch. “We have an unexpected guest.”
“She is no guest.” Malyn doesn’t take her eyes off me.
She takes a deep breath and raises her chin, looking even more regal than she already did. “Since this little imp wants to participate in the ritual badly enough to come uninvited, we’ll have to give her a proper welcoming.” Her
