Rex Corvus, parate Regis Corvi. The Raven King, make way for the Raven King. Feathers rained down as the birds careened toward the cave mouth. Blue’s heart burst with how big it was, this moment, and no other. Then there was silence, or at least not enough sound to be heard over Blue’s thudding heart. Feathers quivered in the mud beside Adam. “Hold on,” Gansey said. “I’m coming out.”
