Chapter 139

The pain in my forearm was accompanied by a clarity that cut through the fog of this induced paranoia.

"You," I said to False Adam, "begone."

"Little jewel - "

No, I knew better now. There was one person in Hedon who knew enough about me to conjure that image of my father up in the first place. One person who would want me incapacitated and unable to fight back.

The Queen.

My blood pounded in my ears but I kept my anger in check. Levi was with her, unaware he might be a pawn in this game.

"You don't know me," I said. "Not really. You can extrapolate some general hopes and fears, but if you really wanted me to give up, then you should have given me amnesia because I won't quit."

"Interesting," he said, so like the Queen, that I shivered. "But are you prepared for how deep the shadows go?"

He disappeared, as did the thicket. I was in the perfume market once more, hiding under a table, and still being stared at, but this time in alarm by a couple of shopkeepers.