Chapter 65

Zarek

The fortress was silent.

It always was.

Sound didn’t travel far through stone this old, this cold. The walls had been carved into the mountain centuries before I’d been born, by dragons who believed isolation bred strength.

They were right.

I stood near the arched window of my chamber, staring out into the night. Beyond the jagged cliffs, the world slept beneath a shroud of mist. Even the mo