I rolled my eyes. “Love requires honesty, Brecke.” “Your mother keeps it from your father. She made it clear to all of us that he is never to be told. Do you really believe she does not love him?” “My father is dead,” I shouted, my voice echoing across the moonlit clearing. “He’s dead because of me. Because I was not prepared to be Queen. That chance was stolen from me by her lies.” I leaned forward, pulling the chains on my arms taut. “And thanks to the Guardians, she wasn’t even there to comfort her children as they mourned his death. So don’t you dare lecture me on my mother’s love—or her
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