“You’d kill an old man just to keep up this charade of doting fiancée?”
Her face becomes hard, and it is suddenly quite repugnant. “He’s not an innocent old man, either. I’ve heard some of his stories. I know you were kept as a prisoner on that island to keep him from devolving into the dragon-killer again.”
Her words spark a recent memory. Hadn’t Siles said I was kept on Onyx to keep a monster in check? I’d just assumed he meant Adom. Was he really referring to Muuth?
I hold out the parchment. “I won’t say anything. Just leave him be.”
Celeste tucks away the letter opener and is suddenly serene and magnanimous as she removes the parchment from my fingers. My spine tingles with disgust.
“I’m sure it will be thrilling reading,” I say. “Muuth never knew who specifically was affected by
