The Iron Covenant. The Salthollow Trilogy, #2

The trials are over. The danger isn't. Salthollow, 1693. The iron box on Evangeline's worktable has been there for six weeks. She can't open it. She can feel the wrongness of it - a cold thread running north through her copper mirror toward a man she doesn't yet have a name for. A man who has been quietly draining her power for six months without her knowing. His name is Aldric. He is not finished with her.
When the search takes them to Ashwick - traveling as husband and wife, which is a documentation convenience and absolutely nothing else - Silas is going to have to choose, clearly and irrevocably, between the organization he's served for eight years and the woman standing in front of him. The slow burn turns into something that cannot be taken back.