The women are in their respective rooms, and I can practically feel the icy chill of Nova's mood rippling throughout the castle air.
She might as well be standing behind me, whispering her last words in my ear again and again.
I need some air. One more breath of outside before you lock us all back in the cages you love so much.
I had a nightmare in the few short hours I slept last night. Nova, on the other side of a veil I couldn't reach through, gasping and choking as the oxygen drained from her lungs.
I couldn't save her, no matter how hard I tried.
I wrench my attention back to the screens. It's a bloodbath in every corner of the Litvinov territory. No matter how hard I try, I can't seem to get an upper hand anywhere. Katerina and Ilya, backed by the might and reach of the Andropov
