CHAPTER 22
The blackmark covered Brygida’s entire arm, cloaking her elbow and stretching tendrils across her chest toward her heart. There was no more time to delay. The demon that Lord Granat and his family had tracked had to be the right one. The skin on her arm was tight, and she rolled her stiff shoulder as she joined the others in the courtyard.
“She’s my mother,” Kaspian said firmly to Urszula. “I’m coming.”
“You’ll only get in the way.” She waved him off dismissively.
“My mother was turned by this demon because of me. I’ll not abandon her because it’s more convenient for you,” he hissed back.
No one had a greater stake in finding the bies than she and Kaspian. There was no way she would allow Urszula to dictate their involvement.
Urszula claimed he’d only get in the way, but t
