104

Myra

Dravos-Castle hasn’t felt like home since Vaelia came back. Zarek barely looks at me, let alone checks on me. It’s pathetic, really—how he parades around like the devoted husband when I know the truth.

Voktor told me to wait, to talk to him when he’s in a better mood. Remind him of the good times, go soft on him. And if that doesn’t work? Well, there’s always another way.

And tonight? Tonight