Chapter 92: The Great Enslavement II

Cassian

A Year Prior to the Great War

They silently walked down the hall and into the castle. Carmilla’s long fingernails pressed into Cassian’s exposed skin, making the hair on the back of his neck stand up. It was a warning not to do anything stupid. He took it seriously.

“So,” Carmilla finally said, as if it wasn’t as if she was holding a dagger to his throat. “I saw the way Soraya reacted to y