Chapter 11 Midwinter ShadowsMina smiled, a slow, confident smile. But before she could speak, Luka began to sing. In the still night his haunting melody, the song of the princesses’ cave, carried easily. As always, his voice was a wonder. Mina felt the tug of Tarya, and between one breath and the next she was transported from the cityscape to the Place of Dreams, where colours danced through the air, a living tapestry of light. Luka had barely begun when a single gold thread unravelled from the gates and arced through the air. Caught in the moonlight, it glistened against the midnight sky. Mina sensed immediately the thread was Dario’s. She looked at Luka, drawn by the longing in his song. The smallest, saddest smile flickered on his face as he paused for breath, then the song surged agai

