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I reach out, fingers wrapping around the málmr and bringing it close to my chest. Something settles inside me like a key notched into place, though I don’t look too close. Don’t assess it. This isn’t real. It’s survival.
Every cell in my body charges with a current of thick, primal understanding, my next breath shuddered. He’s ensuring I get out . . . No matter what.
I realize just how right I was to run. To leave. He’s much, much too easy to care about.
I also crouch, but for different reasons . . . binding myself into a ball as my skin illuminates with the remnants of a million wilted runes. Turning such a stark shade, the light emitting from the old etchings rivals one of the Moonplume moons perched within The Shade’s otherwise gloomy depths.
“No wonder you laughed,”
“The unbreakable always do.”
I cast a noose around the delicate, vulnerable feeling. Hang it from one of my ribs where I can look at its rotting corpse whenever I feel my heart doing the fluttering thing it’s doing right now. Because that’s what happens when I get attached in any way at all. Death.
“Moonbeam.”
“Hmm . . .”
“Please don’t scare me like t...
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Scare? What a nice thi...
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“You shouldn’t spend such lovely words...
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“You should save them for somebody special.”
His guttural growl is the last thing I hear before darkness consumes me.
“Who’s that?”
My salvation. And the very reason you’re probably going to gut me with your pocket blade before I even make it into the Stronghold.
I would’ve split the world if it did. Then split my fucking self.
“Who in the Creators-damn fuck is that, and why does she look like Elluin Neván? She’s dead,”
“She doesn’t know herself as Elluin,”
“To her, she’s Raeve, and she has no recollection of anything prior to the past twenty-three phases.”
“Well . . . fuck,”
“You sure they’re one and the same? That you didn’t just bring some poor stray home because she looks like Elluin?”
“You think I’d d...
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“Seen some crazy shit over the past eon. ...
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“It’s her. Any doubt I might’ve had was squashed the moment she told the High Chancellor of The Fade he has a microcock—and at her own murder hearing.”
“If she has no recollection,”
“how do you explain the fact that she calls herself by her middle name?”
“I don’t know...
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“Then how is she here...
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“I don’t know that,...
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“Do you know anything?”
“The only time I tried to pry, she compared my cock to the size of my brain,”
“Unfavor...
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“A Truthtune confirmed she had no prior recollection of me before our chance encounter. None.”
“And you’re certain you watched Slátra—”
“On her life,”
Saw it. Lived with the bruising memory for the past one hundred twenty-three phases—while sleeping and awake. I’ll never outlive the vision nor the jagged cleft of pain that broke through my chest at the sight. Even with her here, on this table, breathing . . .
“Her veins flow with Neván blood, Kaan. And she wears no song-silencing Aether Stone. If Tyroth finds out she’s here, he’ll be blowing flames upon our doorstep before we’ve had a chance to properly prepare. He’d be stupid not to, and we both know he’s far from stupid.”
“I’m well aware of the risks.”
“Well . . . what are you go...
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“Are you afraid she’ll see him and . . . remember him?”
“Leave you again? That the note was true?”
Yes. Yes. Fucking yes. But I lost the right to be greedy with her.
“She’s a dream come true, but she’s not just my dream,”
“Not anymore.”
“She’s so much more than a power play. So much more than the love of my existence. There’s someone out there who needs her more than any of us do, and it’s not our fucking brother,”
“I will slowly, gently ease her into her truth—painful as it is. Then she can choose her own path. Make her own choices.”
“Nobody can suffer what she’s been through and not be pitted with a well of dragonflame—whether she remembers her past or not. Tread carefully, Kaan, or she’ll incinerate herself and turn to ash in your fucking hands.”
“The patient’s, ahh . . . As you know, the gift of Dragonsight runs thick in my family line. So once the blood was cleansed from her skin, I could see the layered stain of many runes. Many, many runes.”
“But she has one wound that doesn’t appear to have been mended by runes. It glows a shade of silver I’ve never seen before. Right . . . here,” she says, placing her hand directly over Elluin’s heart.
