Because I already sold you. Beat. A cannonball tears through her right wing. Serafina doesn’t scream. She smiles—blood on her teeth—and drops the moonstone into the dark as a parting gift.
(over radio, crackling): Sera. The lucidite is fake. It’s a trap. la reina del aire y la oscuridad
Marcos doesn’t answer. But his ship’s cannons do. Because I already sold you