Ember’s Heart #49

“You’re dead," Ember said. Her mother smiled, her white, pointed, teeth glowing against her darkness. “Of course I am. I trusted. The Scales are the way to life, and I strayed.” “Rot,” Ember said. “Tsk tsk tsk tsk. Such a baby. Still angry about Antan. Brathan warned me it wouldn’t make you stronger. He was right.”