Verity's POV

The shadows around Veyran moved like his personal bodyguards. They crawled down the walls and pooled at his feet and reached out toward the bodies scattered across the floor. Where they touched the blood it seemed to vanish and get absorbed into the darkness itself.

He descended the stairs slowly and deliberately like he had all the time in the world. Each step echoed through the silent ballroom and no one moved. The rogues had all stopped attacking and now they just stood there ...