So much had changed for her in such a short time. The mist had taken Tara from her, though only temporarily, she hoped. She’d left the isolation of Bury to come back to the one place she’d run from. She was on the arm of the Suden Point as his fake lover. She knew the weapons she magically forged could stop the mist plague, though not heal those who had fallen to it. She’d also told the Suden Point, of all people, that she was the rightful Norden Point and able to wield the magic of two fae courts.
