“How do I not know this?” Mia asked, climbing down the stairs of the balcony along with Edward. She lifted her long blue gown with her hands to help keep her graceful step while racing down.

“You should know by now that your husband is just as secretive as the listeners he confines in, or worse, the cave shamans,” Edward replies.

Edward had barged into her study a few minutes ago while she read throug the records or the maidens’ council. He asked her if she knew what ...