It was part of her now—not like a temporary charge from Hunt, but rather something that had stuck to her own power, bound itself there. Like called to like. As if her star had known this magic existed and drawn her toward it, as if they were sister powers— And they were. Bryce bore Theia’s light through Helena’s line. And this light … it was Theia’s light through Silene. Two sisters, united at last. But Silene’s light, now mixed with Bryce’s …
