I blew out a silent breath and tried not to show my revulsion all over my face as I crept along the wall. To the right, long, luxurious red drapes stitched with black and gold swirls had been tied back to reveal another room. I needed to find somewhere I could be alone so I could do osteomancy once again.

The girl on the platform stepped off as the cheering dwindled down.

One older woman I slid behind did a double take over her shoulder at me and then dipped her ...