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“You are wise as you are beautiful, little firebird.”
“Both, sweet firebird.” His voice was a velvety, dark caress. “We might both burn for what’s to come.”
A distant whisper floated to the surface, reminding me why I could never part with her: Treasure.
If she could look upon a dragon with such fearlessness, knowing I had the power to kill her and her entire clan, then I could summon the same to face my own future beneath my uncle’s power.
Yet again, I wished I could hold my tongue, but there was nothing for it. In Julian’s presence, I could be no one but myself.
I said, “Hush. You need your strength.” “You are my strength.” His voice was deep and raspy, his breathing labored from the fever.
Someone wise told me the gods know us whether we worship them or not.”