She had died with everyone else.

She had died with her babies.

And then the Fades brought her back.

Her skin had melted, her organs had ruptured.

She’d burned alive in the vent.

And the Fades fixed her and prodded her and forced her to see truths so vile she’d imagined they were signs, whispering wind, howling, rotting dogs, just to make it seem logical. Better.

Her brain could not fathom that she had been brought back from death.

But she had.

And she’d gone to extremes to cover up that truth.

Now it was forced on her. She could no longer hide from it. She had to accept it for what it was.

The Fades were real.

The seer had seen it now.

Her job was done.

The light evaporated.

Everything went black.

Chapter

Thirty-Seven

GOVEK

For four days, Govek did not eat. He barely slept. He sat at Miranda’s bedside, watching, waiting. Willing her to stir.

But she didn’t. She wouldn’t. She remained in a deep sleep.

“Govek.” Hovget hovered in the doorway of the bedroom Govek shared with her. The healer had just finished examining Miranda.

Who was completely fine but gone.

“Govek, you need to eat,” the healer said quietly. “Eat while I clean up a little.”

Govek’s home was basically destroyed. He’d destroyed it. After Evythiken had awoken. After he had told Govek what he’d seen, while Miranda lay lifeless in his arms. Like she was dead.

Because she had died.

And now she was stuck there.

Fuck.

“Govek. Water at least.”

“Get out,” Govek snarled. He’d said those same words to Evythiken all those days ago. After he’d told him what the Fades had done.

They had used her to send the seer a message.