Chapter 104 Its Cold Fingers

• Sargis
• I watched it all unfold, my pulse slowing to a sluggish crawl, as if my body couldn’t quite keep pace with the enormity of what I was witnessing. Disbelief pressed its cold fingers against the back of my neck.
• My mother, the same woman who had once looked Narine in the eye and decided she wasn’t fit for my throne, for me. The same woman who’d warned me never to let emotion cloud my judgment again turned around and walked back.