Marked by His Shadows
ouldn'
the most luxurious mattress she'd ever touched-or beca
use br
e way normal ones did. The air shifted like it had moods. The paintings in t
r, with windows that looked out into a stone courtya
vet blanket, staring at the ceiling
rned h
un to pulse again. Soft, rhyt
padded barefoot across th
. Or at least a way to shut t
ll was
that lined the walls-old masks, ancient daggers, books written in a language she
tside a heavy
i
e-there wasn't one nearby-but from something e
talk herself out
th
again, softe
eaked open
urse
whispered, p
ack silk sheets. A massive mirror that didn't reflect her at all. And in
no A
The window was open, letting
he sigil on her chest
ngers reached out to brush the spine of the nearest boo
supposed to
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arefoot, shirtless, eyes sha
ook like they came from any human blade. Old ones. Rituali
she said quickly. "Y
ad. "It doesn't
s comf
ow with a soft click, then leaned a
ouldn't
ebook," she shot back. "Also, did you k
dn't
ms. "So. What is
er for a long time
ore this city even had a name. It's prote
ra
s that don
t him. "You m
h. "Things wors
hat makes me feel
ave, but he ste
ai
stif
safe, Lila. That mark on your chest d
d. "And I'm still w
dn't
o close. His fingers brushed
ched hers, the sigil li
gas
ss. Her skin buzzed like it knew him.
gaze sh
e said quietly. "
art racing. "Okay, no
t try to
he felt something follow he
se
this house had f
-
night, Li
f
the center of it, wrap
dn't see
e kne
the voice
re he
ping for breath, the mark
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