Kaeri had spent the past few days running from place to place just to figure out a solution to her slave mark.
She could have fled, run back to the floating islands in hope for a cure, but the mark made her unable to do so.
Darell's command kept her trapped in place…
So instead she brushed through every book, followed every lead, and that was how she had arrived here.
There were only two ways of breaking a slave mark available to her at the moment. Darell's death, or black magic…
As his slave, she could not physically harm Darell, so she went for the next best thing.
Immediately Kaeri stepped into the room, multiple candles flickered on, illuminating the space in an eerie purple glow.
There was a strange sweet smell in the air, mixing up with the scent of incense and something else.
Kaeri looked around the room, but even with the illumination of the candles, it was hard to piece anything together.
