crown on her head that garnered whispers. Silver prongs reached for the ceiling and branched off like sparkling sunlight. I had never seen anything so beautiful. Kaden made a noise in the back of his throat, and I tipped my head toward him without looking away from Nismera. “What is it?” “That crown.” He kept his eyes straight ahead, speaking around his glass. “It was my father’s.” Unir’s crown. Holy gods above and below. My mouth grew dry as she started down the stairs, taking them one by one until she reached the bottom. Every single being in her presence went to their knees, including Kaden
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