Peniel
My fingers trembled around the key in my pocket, the one I had stolen from Cassian while he kissed me, too distracted to notice. It was the only thing keeping me alive now, but these rogues didn’t know that yet.
I could feel their anger building, waiting for the signal to attack. My heart pounded in my chest as the leader, a man with sharp eyes and an even sharper smirk, stepped forward.
“I have something you want.”
He raised an eyebrow, looking amused. “Do you now? What could a rogue like you possibly offer?”
I reached into my pocket, my hand shaking as I pulled out the small, ornate key. I held it up, letting the light catch it, watching as his eyes narrowed in recognition. The smirk faded from his face, replaced by something darker.
“This,” I said, my voice stronger now, “i
