a's

g time, the echo of Kaelen's fran

wife of a political prisoner. It was the

k to me. Eleonora was supp

West Wing, the section of the keep known as Blackstone. It was a heavily guarded to

d. Kaelen was still in love with her. Or perhap

oked something like her? Was he just transferring his twisted

lief. If he didn't love me, if he didn't even truly hate me, then everything he d

s just "a Kensington wo

rned out I didn't even qualify for his h

e. The chaos surrounding Lady Eleonora's collaps

ousekeeper looked me over once and wave

. You're no use to

ds already half

sh the sign. "No. No one has said anything about

untains of sheets. The water numbed

d been in this Keep longer than Kaelen had held it. I had been car

could follow. The alchemists' quarter. Was the

ringing out the s

fferent ques

ed it

e basket. "There's one lady in this Keep who buys out of t

trough and did not look at me ag

ugh that no one in Vorrath

helped me think. I needed

ra. Corinna's jealousy stemmed from her desire for Kael

s very likely

ve until my contract ended a

clear he wouldn't let

otions, my mind racing. I couldn't just

He was kind, but powerless. Clara? S

Silas Sterling. He seemed to hold some sway over Kaelen, bu

oo far ahead. For now, the most important thing was t

my work and dragged my exh

mpty. Clara ha

arrow bed, staring

. What was he like with her? Anxious? Gentl

ntle. In my mind, he was foreve

ss, I saw his ice-blue eyes again, but the face reflecte

, a stand-in, was a deeper wound than