Thomas had been such a fool.
Seraphine allowed herself a small, private smile as she stood before the assembled masses, her mind still turning over the delicious irony. The man had died thinking himself clever, thinking he'd kept his secrets. But in his arrogance, he'd handed her the one piece of information that would change everything.
The Moon Shadow libraries. Right beneath Black River pack lands.
It had been an offhand comment, barely worth noting to someone less observant. Thomas had been boasting about his collection, about the rare tome on realm crossings he'd acquired. "Found it during the original excavation," he'd said, wine loosening his tongue. "When we were settling the Black River territories, all those decades ago. You wouldn't believe what was buried under all that rubb
