Chapter 5

The call reached Caspian at 12:03 AM. Eight minutes after midnight. Eight minutes into his bonding ceremony with Vivienne. I was there. I drifted through the walls of the tower like smoke, drawn by the golden thread still tethered to my cooling body on the highway. The royal suite was obscene. White marble. Black silk. A bed the size of a small country. Candles everywhere, their flames casting warm shadows on the walls. Caspian stood by the window, shirtless, a glass of blood-wine in his hand....