Crowns of Ice (Fae of Snow & Ice, #4)
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While I still was and always would be Ilara Seary, daughter of Mervalee Territory, the female who believed in kindness and justice for all fae, I was also the true victor of the Rising Queen Trial. And a queen knew when to let her vengeance rise.
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Especially when satisfaction barreled toward me on the mate bond. Norivun. My heart surged. My mate must have done something.
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Because not even a king was above the gods’ wrath, and it was time I enlightened my father to that.
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Wings as black as the night, with obsidian talons at their tips, scraped along the ceiling’s stone. Eyes glittering with savage victory zeroed in on me, and a surge of the prince’s devotion zoomed toward me on our bond.
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“Never in all of the winters that I’ve walked on this realm have I ever felt anything close to the love I feel for you, Ilara.” She tenderly brushed a lock of hair from my face, then kissed me. “My king. I love you just as fiercely. You were made for me.” I growled low in my throat before enclosing her in my embrace. She was mine. My eternal mate. My warrior queen. And one day, if it was the last thing I ever did, I would ensure she wore the crown of the Court of Winter.
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“Did she really just call Georgyanna, lovely?” Nish asked Ryder. “I thought I was hearing things,”
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“My king. My love. My mate.”
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“I’ll love you for eternity, Ilara. You’re mine. Mine to love. Mine to fuck. Mine to keep.”
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For the queen who had ultimately saved our realm.
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“I love you.” He kissed me tenderly. “My light. My wife. My eternal mate. My love. My queen.” “And I, you. My darkness. My husband. My eternal mate. My king. We shall always have each other. No matter what the future brings.”
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“All hail the new king and queen of the Solis continent. King Norivun and Queen Ilara. Let a new era of reign begin!”
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And as the moon shone down on us, and Ilara gazed up at me with tears in her eyes, I knew that no matter what might come for us, in the end we would always have each other and our family. And that . . . that would always be enough.