Kiana
I woke up alone. For a moment, I thought I was back in Claudine’s grip, chained to the wall, listening to Finn’s cries as they tormented him. Tears pricked my eyes until I heard a voice in the room.
“Kiana.”
The hoarse whisper calmed me, and I took a deep breath. I was not alone. Claudine was dead. I’d been certain that Troy had been in the room with me at one point, but he was gone now. Sitting up, I looked over at the other bed. Lunessa looked only marginally better than she did before as she smiled at me. “You did it.”
When she started to cough, I rolled out of bed and made my way to her. Snuggling up next to her, I grabbed her water and held it up to her. “So did you. Lunessa, the amount of magic you displayed was insane. How are you?”
“Depleted,” she admitted as she sipped
