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gazing toward the lake sparkling under the
winter light, steam from the nearby hot
springs drifting across its surface. “But the
buildings ...” She made a face.
Nesryn chuckled. “You may be right.”
For a few moments, they watched the army
creep closer. People were fleeing in the streets
now, rushing up the keep’s endless steps and
battlements.
“I’m surprised Sartaq will let his future
empress fly against them,” Borte said slyly.
The girl had relentlessly teased her these
weeks.
Nesryn scowled. “Where’s Yeran?”
Borte stuck out her tongue, despite the
army inching toward them. “Burning in hell,
for all I care.”
Even away from their respective aeries and
ancient rivalries, the betrothed pair had not
warmed to each other. Or perhaps it was part