(Daciana POV)
The moon cell was built below Northridge, beneath the kitchens, beneath the old tunnels, and beneath every beautiful lie the fortress showed the sky.
Silver lines ran across the black stone walls, glowing faintly as moonlight poured through a narrow hole cut high above the chamber.
Ashina sat inside the circle at the center of the floor, chained by both wrists, with her throat pulsing like a trapped insect.
The cell made her look smaller, but not weaker.
I know the difference now.
Bardolph stood outside the door as I had ordered, silent and bleeding through his bandage, while Conri entered with me.
Tala came too, carrying an old book wrapped in red cloth, though she refused to explain what it was until Ashina saw it.
The moment Ashina’s eyes touched the book, her body
