"But you still haven't solved your most pressing problem."

Sonya propped her chin on her hand. "Judging by what you said, a lot of people are going to die in the Blood Moon Tribunal on the 27th. And what if your name ends up on that list? I can't shake the feeling it's some kind of omen. The more perfect your plan, the harder it will be for you to survive until the day it's carried out."

Of course, she wasn't actually stretching her long legs toward him. Lying in this little boat wasn't exactly comfortable. It wasn't a bed, after all. She was in a playful mood and was merely teasing the Watcher to test the limits of his patience.

Naturally, the results were exactly what she wanted. The day she could finally defy the Watcher and make him...