Chapter 44

Valerica’s POV

I licked the blood from my lips, the metallic tang sharp on my tongue, then tilted the wine bag back for the last swallow. Warmth bloomed in my chest, chased quickly by the bitter wind.

The smoke from Chillsnap Town curled into the dusk sky, heavy with ash and the scent of blood. Its broken walls loomed ahead, black against the dying light.

My silver spear dragged behind me, carving