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My fingers brushed against skin. The realness of it centered me, slowed my descent until I stopped falling and the room came into view.
I imagine she’s wary at being forced into service to a stranger whose goals she might not share.”
“You really believe that, don’t you?” “Believe what?”
I debated a myriad of snarky comments about his rules on weapons in the palace, but there was such a quiet earnestness in the way he watched me, his hand shooting out to steady me every time my balance wobbled, I couldn’t bear to break the easy peace that had somehow formed between us.
His fingers knotted into mine, and this time, there was no question it was intentional.
“If the death of innocents is a cost we’re willing to pay, then we don’t deserve to be powerful.”
“I think you have a rare gift for seeing a person for who they are, and not just what they are.”
“Give him our gift, Daughter of the Forgotten. When the end has come, and the blood has spilled, give our gift to my faithful heir, and tell him this is my command.”
Lost in the sweep of his tongue as he savored me, slowly and deliberately, like the most decadent dessert—like
Looking at him now was like staring in a mirror in the worst kind of way.
“Look me in the eyes, and tell me you don’t feel my magic.”
The voice in my chest purred in recognition.
King of Ignios doesn’t trust the Umbros Queen. He didn’t want the Ignios mortals giving up any information to her on his defenses.
No mortal who goes in to Sophos ever comes out.”
“Diem—you’re wearing the Crown. You’ve been selected. You are the new Queen of Lumnos.”
She cleared debris from the walking paths and verified each of her stockpiles—fresh water, food stores, weapons, and the precious surprises she’d miraculously managed to sneak in.
the King of Lumnos was finally, finally dead. Which could only mean one thing... In thirty days, Auralie Bellator was going home.

