The names Ragnar whispered burned through Marina's mind like acid.
"Kael Ironfang. Lyra Redthorn. Elder Moonseer."
Silvain's second-in-command. His sister. Marina's former mentor.
"You're lying," Silvain snarled, his hand going to Ragnar's throat. "Lyra is my blood. Kael has served me for twenty years. This is another manipulation."
"It's true." Ragnar coughed blood. "Obsidian...