Chapter 13 The Queen's Whisper

The scent of ash still lingered in the air, though Branton’s body had been taken away. Selene sat alone on the steps of the packhouse, her cloak wrapped tightly around her as the wind tugged at the edges. She could still feel the fire in her blood, pulsing like a second heartbeat. It hadn’t calmed since Branton’s betrayal was exposed. If anything, it had grown stronger—darker.