Cassian's POV
The door screamed with Lyanna's voice.
Not the Lyanna standing in front of me wearing Seraphine's face—the real Lyanna, stuck in her original body, being dragged somewhere by shadow guards. Her screams rang through the stone walls, getting fainter and fainter until they finally stopped.
The silence was worse than the screams.
"What did they do to her?" I grabbed the Shadow King's arm before he could disappear fully. "Where did they take her?"
He looked at my hand like it was a bug he wanted to crush. "Unhand me, Prince. You have no authority in Shadow Kingdom affairs."
"She's innocent. She didn't deserve—"
"She traded places with my daughter voluntarily." His smile was evil. "Whatever happens to her now is simply consequence. Actions have prices, boy. Time you learned that."
He disappeared into shadow, leaving me standing there with my fists clenched and my dragon screaming for blood.
