Kael’s POV

“Silver!” I screamed, voice shaking. “How do you still have those, Thakros?”

He was grinning like it wasn’t a crime.

“Oh, there’s more from where that came from.”

The enforcer handed the sword to him. He wielded it towards me. “I don’t want to have to do this, Kael. It’s either you tell me where the Luna is or I drive this through your chest and end your pathetic life.”

As I stared at the sword, all I could think of was Lyra. Why would I return her to a man this cruel? She had suffered enough in the hands of her father. I could still remember the...