Queen Yavara: Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty-Two LEVERIA The previous night had been a sleepless one. I’d sat in my office, drinking wine and contemplating the mirror before me. Its twin was hanging over Elena Straltaira. She was awake, staring up at herself, a thin rectangle of moonlight shining on her face. Though her jaw was swollen, her eyes were bloodshot, and her face was filmed with dried sweat and smeared blood, she shown like an angel to me in her lunar aura. “What the fuck is wrong with me?” She asked herself. I’d been asking myself the same thing. Father had come by again. He’d rapped on my door and pleaded gently for me to let him in, and once again, I didn’t answer. I’d just sat there, testing my reattached tongue against the back of my teeth, watching …