Dominic’s POV
I kept telling myself I was just doing what needed to be done. That’s how I justified it, anyway.
Mira’s warning chewed at me nonstop, like those thoughts you can’t shake no matter how many times you tell your brain to shut up? That. She had said... Elora’s tangled up with both brothers, she’ll ruin you. Dramatic, sure, but the words just kept looping in my head.
So I decided to test her.
Kicked off in the council chamber. I lobbed questions at her, stuff with no clean answer. Each one, a little trap. Nobody else in the room had a clue, which was sort of the point.
The place reeked of old smoke and metal. The big debate? Winter rations. East side villages, tight with Dante’s people, were all out of supplies. My gut reaction...let them starve. Weakness needs consequences
