#vasylia

A flash of lightning cannot compare to the way Valeria’s eyes shift in the light. Their blue eyes grow steely as they narrow. “If you mean to speak in metaphors and parables, find Aurelia. If you have something to say, simply say it.”

Beneath their gridlock stare, their heart hammers away ruthlessly. How much does she know, and how much has she seen? Has her longing for royal blood spilled and treasonous ambitions betrayed her so soon — to an apprentice, no less?