The evening patrol shift change was the only window they had. At precisely eight o'clock, the inner compound guards rotated, leaving a three-minute gap in the visual coverage of the eastern corridor.

Seraphina dragged Leo down the stone hallway, his arm slung heavily over her shoulders.

He was entirely too tall, built with the kind of broad-shouldered, lethal grace that made the air around him feel dangerously thin. His hair was as dark as the shadows he had just stepped out of, falling in unruly waves around a face carved from harsh, unforgiving angles. Scars traced the

The Obsidian Court was less of a settlement and more of a graveyard for a forgotten empire.

As Seraphina followed Silas through the dense, twisted canopy of the Deadwoods, the trees suddenly gave way to a massive, sprawling cavern carved directly into the side of a jagged mountain. Insi