Chapter 22
After showering, dressing, and eating, I settle in at the writing desk in my room for an afternoon of research. I haven’t seen Edric since we got back from our run, but Asgar’s lurking around corners being creepy.
While the soldiers are trying to find Seth, my goal is to figure out what the monk meant about my amulet and what this curse is all about. I’m convinced it has something to do with Seth, too. I did sink his island.
My fingers trace the image of my mark on the cover of the grimoire. Dang you, Cyrus. Dang you, heart. I thought he’d show up, but he hasn’t. I’m sure if he wanted to tell me this has been some horrible mistake or apologize for leaving me alone, lost in an enchanted forest, he could find a way. But does it matter? Cyrus is on Team Seth.
I frown, thinking
