Malrik POV

I waited, patience fraying with every second Cassian stalled. Whatever he was trying to confess, the words seemed to choke him more in the speaking than in the thinking.

Then, at last

“She told me you know she’s a Moonchild.”

The words tumbled out of him in a rush, as though forced past the wall of his own restraint.

My brows furrowed, thoughts racing. Had Dravina given him that truth as a warning? A shield? Or had he carried this knowledge all along?

“Did she tell ...