Asher's POV

I stared at the map spread out before me, my mind racing with the implications of everything we had just discovered. The stench of death still lingered in the air, mixing with the musty scent of old books. I couldn’t shake the image of the slaughtered animals in the secret passage beneath our father’s room, their bodies piled on top of each other, the stench so foul that even the strongest stomachs were affected. I hadn’t realized just how much darkness had taken root in this ...