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August 17 - August 18, 2025
She couldn’t reveal him here; they’d have to wait until they were— “Do it.” His words were so resolute, her eyes widened in shock, her mouth gaping open like a fish. “You think I would allow you to reveal yourself to the public in such a way and not do the same for you?” he asked.
“Unmask me, Evangelina.”
“Sage, drop it,” he warned, feeling the last thread of his control pull taut. “No, I won’t drop it. My safety wasn’t in question at all. There was no reason you should’ve pushed so hard for me to remain behind.” “I couldn’t take the chance,” he argued, pleading with whatever gods watching that she’d stop before it was too late.
He charged after her. “You think I do not care? As if thoughts of you and your well-being don’t plague me daily. Nightly. Every second we are apart! I watched you die! I thought I’d never see you again! I have never known such darkness, and I never wish to again. If you think that makes me overbearing, so be it. But do not ever claim I do not care about you. You are wiser than that, Evie. Do not be a fucking fool.”
Trystan’s eyes remained unfocused as he stared at her. “It can’t be.” “What? It can’t be what?” she asked quietly, pushing damp strands of hair off his forehead and moving to cradle his head in her lap. “What did it whisper to you? Are you sick? What’s wrong?” “I wish it was different. I wish… I wish…” he murmured, eyes fluttering shut.
“That there was no older woman at the job fair—that it was one of destiny’s enchanters in disguise, guiding her right into my path?” Kingsley hopped closer, ribbiting. The rest of destiny’s words felt as if they’d been burned onto Trystan’s soul. You were always supposed to meet Evie Sage, Trystan Maverine. Just as Evie Sage is meant to be your downfall, and you her undoing.