The courtyard was empty when I stepped out again; most of the trainees had already drifted back toward the barracks or the dining hall, and only a few guards lingered around the perimeter, lazily keeping watch while the evening sun stretched long shadows across the sand.
Perfect.
I slipped the marble-like amulet out of my pocket and turned it between my fingers. It really didn't look like much.
Smooth, slightly warm, almost like polished stone. If I didn't know better, I'd have thought it was just a decorative bead someone had lost years ago.
Looked more like some elderly person's lost trinket than something that contained a mythical being's soul.
Seriously... why in the world was something like this not even mentioned in the novel?
But the more I asked, the more questions I ended up with. And the biggest one of them all?
Who in the world wrote the novel, anyway?
