“There’s nothing I can do. I can barely lift a spoon.” She wanted to scream with frustration. “What justice can there be when you’re up against thatkind of power?”
“Trust me, there can be. In time, Rhiannon. For now, focus on healing. And whenever you think of giving up, remember that Silas is out thereliving freely.”
Rhiannon’s heart thrashed against her chest forcing her from sleep. She ripped the sheets from her sweat-soaked limbs and stumbled to the washroom, barely making it as she heavedup her dinner.
A cold sweat clung to her skin, her heart skittered from shock as she reeled from the recent revelations. When she finally gathered herself off the floor and cleaned up, she was shaking violently but her mind was clearer than it had been in over a month.
She wasn’t sure how it was possible, but she knew that Silas was the one responsible for what had happened to her.
Hehad done this to her. Despite her rational mind’s determination to fight against it, she had to admit the truth of what she’d seen.
Silas had tried to kill her, and he’d usedmagic to do it.