Without hesitation, she pressed her heel down over the scattered remains, grinding them into the earth as if they meant nothing.
Her voice came low, almost amused.
“Morwen,” she said, “it’s just someone else’s ashes. Why all this drama?” She tilted her head slightly. “If you didn’t want Danny resting here, you didn’t have to make such a spectacle.”
“Stay away from me!” I snapped, surging to my feet and shoving her hard.
She stumbled backward and fell, hitting the ground with a dull thud.
That was enough.
Thorian’s temper snapped completely.
In an instant, he closed the distance and struck me across the face. The impact rang through my skull—but it was nothing compared to the pain tearing through my chest.
“You left Ashley alone just to act out your jealousy toward Selindra,” he said coldly, his voice rising with anger. “You’ve failed in every way that matters.” His eyes burned with accusation. “How did my daughter end up with a mother like you?”
I didn’t answer.
I couldn’t.