Chapters

Bloodrose finally found her own head. She held it in her arms and pressed it back against her neck. “Click.” […]

Verani looked at the crying mother and daughter with clear impatience. She suddenly stepped forward, coming right up to Sylvia,

Bloodrose narrowed her eyes slightly, as if savoring the countdown. “Eight.” Sylvia no longer cared about picking up the money.

Verani walked at the very front. Sylvia held Aelia’s hand and followed behind. Sylvia’s eyes turned toward the sky outside

Verani walked down the corridor. Her footsteps echoed in the empty hallway, one after another. She didn’t walk quickly. In

Sylvia stood frozen in place, her hand still suspended in mid-air. “She’s asleep. Now it’s me. Don’t call me.” Those

Sylvia woke up. Sunlight streamed in through the window and fell across the bed, warm and gentle. She blinked, staring

After making that noise, Sophia ran back to the room with her heart nearly leaping out of her throat. She

Outside the door, Sophia stood there. She watched that woman lean down and kiss her mother. She watched her mother

Ceciphina was still searching through the memories. More images flashed by—the depths of the dragon’s nest, where several massive figures