Chapter 91

Mirage POV

When my eyes fluttered open, the world returned to me in fragments. At first, there was only blinding whiteness and the heavy throb of blood hammering against my skull. Then, slowly, the blurred outline of a figure sharpened into focus.

Lilah.

Her face hovered above mine, pale in the dim glow of the lantern by my bed. Her lips were pressed into a thin line, her icy composure clashing with the flicker of something rare and fragile-worry.

"Master..." she whispered, her ...