SAVANNAH
The portal ripped closed behind us, reality snapping back into place with a sound like tearing silk. Iowyn staggered under Lysander's weight, frost crackling around them both as he fought to contain the void-corruption spreading through the Summer Prince's body.
"This way." Iowyn's voice cut through the crystalline silence of Winter Court.
I followed, my newly integrated senses overwhelmed by the otherworldly beauty surrounding us. Not the manicured palace halls I'd seen during my recovery, but some ancient, raw part of Winter—a crystalline cavern where massive stalactites of pure ice hung from the distant ceiling, glowing with inner blue light.
"Where are we?"
"The Deep Heart. Oldest healing ground in Winter." Frost trailed from Iowyn's footsteps as he carried Lysander to th
