The stone room was filled with the harsh light of the lanterns. The shadows had fled, leaving Senna exposed in the center of the room. She looked wild, her hair matted with sweat and dust, her eyes darting back and forth between the people standing before her.
"Senna," Derek said. His voice was deep and final, like a judge reading a sentence. "You have confessed all your crimes. Captain Odis heard every word. The guards heard every word."
Captain Odis stepped forward, his face grim. He tapped the scroll in his hand.
"It is all written down," Odis said. "Murder. Treason. Use of forbidden arts. There is no escape this time."
Senna shook her head violently. She blinked, rubbing her eyes with her dirty hands.
"No," she whispered. "No!"
She looked at Marissa. But she didn't see just one Marissa. She saw two.
One Marissa stood by the door, wearing the simple white burial gown, her face clean and calm.
