Luna and Hecate were full and rising on the eastern horizon, and Selene was gibbous and at her meridian already. In the silver light, Athering looked clean, scrubbed and fresh, and Yarrow gripped the railing in front of her, tears coming to her eyes as she wondered if she'd ever have this view again.
Probably not.
A step through the doors behind her and Jules joined her, the same melancholy awe on his face.
"Who would have thought things could get so fecked up, eh?" he said, and against her will she smiled.
"Count yourself lucky," she said, and he raised his eyebrows at her. "At least your lover didn't leave you for your sister."
He snorted, laughter more to ease tension long-held by both of them than out of mirth. "No, she didn't. But my sister has been held captive by yours. So I th
