Chapter 353

• Emeriel dipped her fingers into the clay bowl again, coating them with the warmed oil, and began smoothing them over his shoulders once more.
• “At least that answers the question of why he was not broken like the rest of us. I always cut him some slack because he lost his beloved brother. I never would have thought him involved.” Daemonikai shook his head. “I watched those two grow. They were brothers every step of the way—loved and cared for each other. I cannot believe Zaiper killed Kristoff.”
• “As if that were not enough, he wove dark magic into my mind. Had the Oracle not dragged the truth into light… how much longer would he have gone on without being caught?”