34. Blackstones

(Izza)

The house was back to working. The voices were back, as well. It had been quiet for a while. But now I could hear footsteps and voices. Back again. Whatever it was, it must have been bigger for them to stop coming here. Here was where all the plots were plotted and plans were drawn. Here was where how to commit treason was explained in great details. I knew more about their plans than they knew themselves.

Even though I hated all of them, the silence was even more worrisome. At least when they were here, I could hear them making plans. Not that I could do anything with the knowledge of their plans, but still... it kept me from losing my head completely.

Four walls could do that to you. Four walls, no magic and no dragon!

“Thalia Red is dead, and the clan Red Thunder wants blood. This is the time to move in, father. Everything is going to collapse, and along with it, the reign of the Firestorms would be over.” I could hear the unexplained glee in his voice.

A friend. A lover. A