“You can do this,” Mae said, lowering her voice. “Get to Allesaria. Send word as soon as possible. And while you’re at it, cut out the Guardian’s heart.” There was the beloved sister I knew. “You make assassination sound so simple,” I muttered, facing forward. I was met with a molten silver gaze from the man standing on the middle ship’s deck. The Guardian glared at me so intensely that a tremble rocked me on my heels. There was no way he could have overheard us from that far away, but the way he sneered, the way his jaw clenched, made me wonder if he’d heard every word. Gods. Was that one of
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