I gasp a breath as the door to the cage opens. But not in fear. Viveca has given me a gift, scattered the child in me, driven her back.

The rest of the shielding around me breaks. The fool, he's bundled his protections around my magic into the seal on the door, failing to create a ward around me personally. So arrogant, forgetting he can no longer order me to do what he wants, the controls of the sorcery that created me, the dark magic of the ...