"It seems they fell for it," August whispered. "Those wind-wielders are leaving Ines' side."
As of the moment, we watched the throne room from above, crouching on the window ledges on the outside. We got here through the help of Zarina and Karina's winds. The height was making me woozy, so I tried to keep my eyes fixed inside and not behind me, where it would be a very, very long way down.
"I wonder what Erilyn and the queen are talking about," Niko murmured from beside me. The presence of his arm at my back was the only thing giving me comfort, both from the steepness and the sight of my sister wearing a foreign expression on her face—it was cruel and dark. She had none of the softness I'd always seen from her in the past.
"Whatever it is, it appears as though the queen is provoking Erilyn, judging from their reactions," August said with a click of his tongue.
