servants watched with widened eyes.
“What will her punishment be?” Edan simply asked Lady Sarnai.
The shansen’s daughter paused, considering. “Forty lashes to her back—wake her if she faints and restart the count. I’ll ask His Majesty to have her hanged in the morning.”
I let out a strangled cry.
Edan bowed to Lady Sarnai. It was curt, but obedient. “As you wish.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
There were forty-nine steps down into the palace dungeon. I don’t know why I counted. Perhaps to calm myself. A hopeless goal.
My heart hammered so fast that I was out of breath and panting by the time the guards dragged me down the last step. The smell of rot made my insides curdle, and I could hear cockroaches and rats skittering on the cold stones.
A thread of fear bristled up my neck. I won’t be afraid, I told myself. I won’t be afraid.
My eyes strained to adjust to the darkness, and I barely saw the guards rounding on me. They struck me in the ribs and kicked me to my knees so that I landed in a rotten pile of hay, coughing and whimpering.
One guard grabbed me by my hair and chained my ankle to the wall. “We used these shackles last for a maid who stole from His Majesty. He ordered her hands chopped off. Wonder what he’ll do to you.”
I coughed until I could breathe again. I couldn’t imagine Emperor Khanujin ordering such a brutal punishment. But what did I really know of him?
What did I know of anyone?
Edan hadn’t spoken out to help me.
That hurt more than any whipping. But he had warned me not to think of him as a friend, hadn’t he? I should have listened.
No matter what happens, I won’t scream. I won’t let them break me.
Easier thought than done.
The guards tore away my tunic and ripped off my chest strips—so fast I’d barely crossed my arms to cover myself when the whip burned into my skin, a stinging line of fire. Blood splattered onto the cold stone floor. I tried not to look at it, tried to focus on keeping my arms over my chest, and on the unthinkable count to forty. It helped that cold tears spilled down my face, blurring my sight.
The guards picked up their rhythm. Faster. Harder. Each lash bit into me, gashing my back, and I chewed on my lip so hard my mouth grew hot with blood. On the seventh lash, I screamed. The world went black, then exploded into color, over and over with each lash, and at some point, I stopped remembering to breathe between each scream.
“That’s enough!” a voice thundered.
I barely recognized who it was. My back was on fire. I collapsed.
My shackles clattered away and Edan draped his cloak over me. He was carrying me somewhere. Torches burned from the walls, the light hurting my eyes. But the air was still dank and still cold.
Then a metal door shuddered open, and five steps in, Edan stopped. Gently, he sat down, cradling me on his lap.
“Go away,” I said, but my words came out garbled. Even I couldn’t understand them.
“Open up.” He held my chin up as he dribbled something in my mouth. “Come, Maia. Swallow. You need to drink this.”
The taste was so bitter I nearly spat it out. Edan hadn’t bothered sweetening whatever concoction it was that he’d brought this time.
But the pain did dull. Slowly.
With a great exhale, I shifted away from him, but his hold on me was firm. He touched my bare back with his fingers.
“I should have gotten here earlier,” he said, his jaw clenched.
I clutched his cloak, pulling the folds over my chest. “Am I to be hanged?”
“This is where they keep the highborn prisoners,” Edan said, avoiding the question. “It’s a little nicer than where you were earlier.”
The smell was still rank, but there was a small window that let in light.
I turned away from him. “What happened to Norbu?”
“He’s been taken away. His Majesty was displeased to hear his loyalty could be so easily bought.”
“So he’ll be executed.”
“That is the penalty for conspiring against the emperor.”
I lifted my gaze, but my words faltered. “Will I be executed?”
Edan’s voice was tight. “I’ve asked Khanujin to hear your testimony first.”
“What for?” I said. “Everyone knows I’m a girl.”
He didn’t reply.
Strange, how little fear I felt. I supposed the lashes helped. Or whatever enchantment Edan was casting over me as he touched my cheek.
“Will you stay?” I asked quietly.
Edan wiped the corners of my mouth with his