I braced my hands on my hips, examining the drop, the trees, the lake beyond. What did I do wrong?Azriel, who had been sharpening Truth-Teller in his lap, flicked his hazel eyes up to me. Aside from the tree?
Sarah J. Maas
I braced my hands on my hips, examining the drop, the trees, the lake beyond. What did I do wrong?Azriel, who had been sharpening Truth-Teller in his lap, flicked his hazel eyes up to me. Aside from the tree?