Chapter 107

**Evangeline's POV**

I woke to the sound of my own screaming.

The nightmare stuck to me like wet clothes. In it, I had been someone else. Someone with silver hair and eyes like moonlight. Someone who controlled armies of shadow and sat on a throne made of bones.

Someone who laughed while cities burned.

My hands shook as I sat up in the big bed. The silk sheets were wet with sweat that felt cold on my skin. Around me, the room was too quiet, too ...