Edward the Terror staggered to the cell, searching for Charlisse in the darknessthe girl who had sent his life into a bilge pit for the past three days. The bars of the cage danced before him like slithering snakes. He held up the lantern and nearly toppled over. A belch erupted from his throat. He saw her, sitting toward the back of the cell, looking as innocent as her mother always had. Cursing, he wiped the sweat from his brow and tried to hang the lantern on its hook, but the ...