Time stopped.

Darian's amber eyes locked onto mine across the crowded arena, for one heart-stopping moment, I was certain he'd recognized me.

That despite the black hair, the changed features, the careful disguise, he'd somehow seen through it all, knew exactly who I was.

His gaze slid past me to someone else, I realized he hadn't been looking at me.

He'd been looking through me, his attention focused on something beyond where I stood.

I released the breath I'd been holding. "You okay?" Lyra asked, touching my arm. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

"I'm fine." I forced myself to move, to walk naturally toward the exit instead of...