Gadis — [portable]

For the first time, the prince looked uncertain. “What else?”

The air in the royal forge was thick with heat and the scent of scorched iron. Ember, a girl of seventeen with smudges on her cheeks and calloused hands, swung her hammer in a steady rhythm. She was known only as gadis —girl—to the royal smiths who tolerated her presence because her father had been the best among them before he vanished. For the first time, the prince looked uncertain

“He vanished,” Ember said. “And this forge is the last place he touched. I stay because I am still waiting for him to come back and tell me I did it right.” For the first time

“The invisible kind.”