#Chapter 283: Turn Around

“Nanny! Oh, shit!”

Sawdust rains down on my head.

Zavros drops to his knees in front of me immediately. “Gods, I didn’t hit you, did I?”

I pat myself over. My shoulders, my head, my arms, my legs. I think I’m in one piece. “I’m okay,” I finally conclude.

“I’m sorry,” he says, leaving no time for relief. “I was ready to fight whatever came through that door.”

Sylas stands closer to Lyra’s crib. He