CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
Ceres sprinted after Stephania, following the tunnels even though she could barely see now without her brother’s torch. The need to see Stephania punished for everything she’d done drove her on. She wasn’t going to get away from this without cost, the way she seemed to have gotten away with so much else in her life.
Ceres could feel the weight of the swords in her hands. Stephania had killed so many people. She’d murdered them to keep secrets and to hurt Ceres, to grab power and to try to hang on to it. By any standard, she deserved death.
Ceres saw sunlight ahead and ran toward it. If Stephania got out into the open air, there would be too many directions she could go in. Ceres might be able to move faster than her, but she wouldn’t be able to find her.
She broke o
