Nyx's Pov

It had been three months since Zade locked me in his fortress. The healers had since stopped pumping wolfsbane and nightshade into Caspian’s veins. His body was still weak, his eyes closed most days, but I knew he was fighting. I told myself every day he was fighting.

Nora and I worked quietly. She was clever, slipping words into the right ears, watching which guards were more loyal to money than to Zade. I did my part too, speaking soft and careful whenever I had ...