The lock clicked behind me, and every bit of fake confidence I had left packed its bags and abandoned me in that inn room.
Valka's hand stayed on the latch for a second longer than necessary, her dark eyes sliding over me like she had not locked a door, but closed the lid on a trap.
Reika was already too close on my right, Celeste was near the bed with that bright, dangerous smile of hers, and I realized Duskford was not going to be the place where I was going to be able to recover from any exhaustion.
Valka pushed off the door, her movements sharp and predatory. "You survived all three of us once," she stated, her voice a low, amused hum. It wasn't a question. It was a diagnosis of a past miracle she intended to test.
Reika's fingers curled around my wrist before I could even think, her grip firm enough to make the joke in my throat die instantly.
"You guys just can't wait can you?" I said, sighing and giving up any hope of rest.
