Chapter 184: Meeting Her Father

Caitlin became aware of a voice. She lay silently, not certain where she was. For a moment it seemed as if everything was some far-off echo of a nightmare. But when she studied her surroundings, she knew she was in an underground chamber. Beside her, Raven lay like death. Someone had scattered earth and sweet-smelling herbs over her body.

Cautiously, testing her strength, She sat up and shoved impatiently at the hair spilling around her face. Her arm was sore and stung in so many places that it seemed like one massive ache. She touched her shoulder, and her hand came away sticky with blood and dirt. Wincing at the contact, She bent to examine Raven.

There seemed to be no pulse, no heartbeat. Her face was white and serene, very beautiful. Caitlin sighed. She looked the way Zendedari had every time he went to sleep.