“What manner of power is it that you possess? What sort of light is this?” Bryce slowly shook her head. “Light. Just … light.” Strange, terrible light from another world, she’d once been told. From this world. Nesta’s eyes glimmered. “What court did your ancestors hail from?” “I don’t know. The Fae ancestor whose powers I bear, Theia—she was Starborn. Like me.” “That term means nothing here.” Nesta pulled Bryce to her feet with ease. “But Amren told me what you said of Theia, the queen who went to your world from ours.” Bryce brushed the dust and rock off her back, her ass. Her ego. “My
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