*Tiessa*

Waiting for Varon to come back to me was the most stressful moment of my life. A part of me doubted that he would come back with her at all. But that wasn’t my own voice, not really. How could it be with Marisol whispering in my ear?

“He won’t come back,” Marisol told me as I watched the horizon from the top of the fortress.

I had been standing here since Varon left with Jeremy and Voltaire.

“He ...