Chapter 79

Harper

The East Ward was too quiet when we got there. Not the usual quiet you’d expect in a place no one really went to—it was heavier than that, thick and pressing, like even the walls were waiting to see what we’d do.

The door loomed at the end of the corridor, massive and black, covered in faintly glowing runes that crawled over the surface like veins. The closer I got, the more my skin prickle