{VLADIMIR}
"You hid her?" I asked the moment Sebastian materialized beside me, as silent as the shadow that birthed him.
"Yes, my Lord," he answered. "She's in the underground."
My brow tightened. "The underground?"
"It is the only place with enough layered enchantments to shield her from your uncle's senses. And since she possesses no scent, the prisoners there will mask her entirely. For now, it is the safest place."
I pressed my fingers to my temple as a dull ache throbbed behind my skull.
The underground was not meant for those with fragile hearts. It was a vault of horrors—the place where the Nightborne imprisoned what even monsters feared.
Iris would not remain untouched by what she'd see down there.
But perhaps that was necessary. She needed to learn the truth of the world she now walked in.
I drew in a slow breath and forced my thoughts away from her, for my attention was demanded elsewhere.
