CHAPTER 65
STORM’S POV:
Naerys?
That name rings a bell, I thought and that’s when it hit me. There was no way I would ever forget the cloaked figure calling me by that strange name. Not now, not ever.
I could still remember the suffocating silence that absorbed everything, even the tiniest of sounds. It was as if it could absorb my very soul itself.
And now, this strange woman rumored to be a seer spoke the same name?
I shook my head in disagreement, more to myself than anyone else. “You must be mistaken. I do not bear the name, Naerys.”
My eyes slowly focused on the Seer and my breath caught in my throat. Instinctively, I reached into the darkness for Ravena's hand, wondering what in the world she had gotten me into.
The woman who sat amidst a sea of candles, flickering flam
