Ayda’s POV

“Mom, we just can’t let this crazy bitch do what she likes!” Miranda paced the room. Narcissa had locked us in the lower level of the ziggurat while she went to the top t with my son in one hand and a black dagger in the other. “She’s going to use what’s left of the townsfolk to make a sacrifice to open up the veil enough to see the Gates of Tartarus! She’s going to destroy the world, kill all of us, and herself with it. Why are you just ...