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Chapters (64)
  1. Front Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Contents
  6. Pronunciation Guide
  7. Prologue
  8. Part One
  9. One
  10. Two
  11. Three
  12. Four
  13. Five
  14. Six
  15. Seven
  16. Eight
  17. Nine
  18. Ten
  19. Eleven
  20. Twelve
  21. Thirteen
  22. Part Two
  23. Fourteen
  24. Fifteen
  25. Sixteen
  26. Seventeen
  27. Eighteen
  28. Nineteen
  29. Twenty
  30. Twenty-One
  31. Twenty-Two
  32. Twenty-Three
  33. Part Three
  34. Twenty-Four
  35. Twenty-Five
  36. Twenty-Six
  37. Twenty-Seven
  38. Twenty-Eight
  39. Twenty-Nine
  40. Thirty
  41. Thirty-One
  42. Thirty-Two
  43. Thirty-Three
  44. Thirty-Four
  45. Thirty-Five
  46. Part Four
  47. Thirty-Six
  48. Thirty-Seven
  49. Thirty-Eight
  50. Thirty-Nine
  51. Forty
  52. Forty-One
  53. Forty-Two
  54. Forty-Three
  55. Forty-Four
  56. Forty-Five
  57. Forty-Six
  58. Forty-Seven
  59. Epilogue
  60. Excerpt from The Sun and Its Shade
  61. The Night and Its Moon Playlist
  62. Acknowledgments
  63. About the Author
  64. Back Cover

Nox shook her head mutely. She was positive she did not want to go anywhere with the Madame. She pulled her horse closer, but it was not a loving animal. It resented the movement and tugged its long snout away from her, making her feel even more vulnerable than she had before.

“Traitor,” she whispered to the horse.

The Madame arched a curious brow as Nox fidgeted with her inky black mount. “Would you like to return the horse to its master? I can certainly leash it with the others. We don’t have to leave your beast behind, if that’s the issue.”

“Millicent…” she exhaled the Madame’s name, too deadened from the night’s turmoil to form the words she needed. She was a shell.

“You act like you haven’t ridden with me before. It’s childish, dear, really. We’ll be back before the morning. You can sleep in your own bed tonight.”

“My bed?” Nox repeated, uncomprehending.

What were her options? She was powerless against Millicent as far as succubae were concerned. Her charms held nothing except the sweet song of likable favoritism with most of the world’s feminine parties. If she dashed into the inn, then what? Perhaps the innkeeper would shelter her from the Madame for a moment, so she could…start a new life in Yelagin? That wasn’t in the cards for her, particularly as she knew that Amaris was already more than a day’s ride southwest toward Aubade. Priory was just another stop along the way to the castle. What was the point in resisting if it was indeed the most effective means of getting her where she needed to go?

Nox found her words long enough to ask, “You can fast-travel?”

“Me? No, dear. This carriage, however, was the most marvelous trinket I picked up when I studied at the university. I’ll tell you all about it sometime—marvelous chapter of my life, it was. My manufacturing professor was something of an inventor, always fabricating this from that. Very compelling man. He was reluctant to part with it. You and I both know that women have our ways of being persuasive, through one method or another.”

Millicent leered at the memory, flashing her teeth at some distant man from her past.