Chapter 62

• Eleanor’s grip on his arm tightened. “It will work. I’ve studied the ancient texts, I’ve prepared every aspect of this ritual. There is no room for failure.”
• The Dark Lord’s eyes narrowed, sensing the edge in her voice. “Are you certain this is about the future of our kind, Eleanor? Or is this about you? About your desire for power?”
• Eleanor stiffened, though she quickly composed herself. “Of course this is about our kind. You and I have always shared the same goal.”