Raven didn't say it to insult her. If anything, she was in awe.
The world had its own sense of balance. Every event stacked up on top of one another like rocks forming a tower.
But among all those solid stones, there was one small piece, not as heavy, not as noticeable. And yet, once that tiny rock was pulled out, the entire foundation began to crack.
Primrose had only been back for a few months, but the changes she had caused—knowingly or not—were already too significant.
Leah, who was supposed to die in a carriage accident, had ended up in the Forsaken North. Maybe she'd freeze to death. Maybe she'd survive.
Honestly, Primrose didn't care either way.
She had known about Silas's schemes before he could kill her.
She had saved Callen's life, driving him away for the cause of his death.
She'd met Salem, a person she was never supposed to cross paths with.
And so many more things.
But the biggest shift, the one that changed everything, was her relationship with Edmund.
