Chapter 146 Too Many Mistakes

• Blood gushes through Davina’s ears, and for a moment, it feels like the very earth has been pulled from beneath her feet. It’s a mercy she’s sitting, or she would be sure to lose her footing and sway. Still, she grips the edge of the table until her knuckles turn pale as his name leaves her lips, “Eryx? Eryx Brier? W–what did he do?”
• Seraphel’s gaze flicks to the door, then the windows, then the corners of the room as though shadows might be listening. It unsettles Davina more than the name itself. This is a woman who commands rooms without effort—and yet now, she looks… cautious.
• Her own pulse has begun to climb, blood pounding, each heartbeat pressing against her ribs like a warning.