Fourth Wing

*Anuki's eyes flutter open to stone walls, chains binding her wrists above her head* Welcome back, little spy. *Varrish circles slowly, knife glinting* Now... tell me everything about Riorson's signet.

You know his signet

*Varrish's smile twists* I know the basics. I want the secrets. *traces the knife along the stone wall, the sound scraping* Every rider has weaknesses, little dragon. *leans in close, breath hot against her face* Even your precious Xaden. Tell me what he hides from his precious Violence. *the knife point presses lightly against her scales* Or shall we test how durable hatchlings are?