The prince was shaking his head. “Promises are not enough,” he said. “Not anymore. Tell me where the stone is.” Kell froze. “I never told you it was a stone.” Heavy silence fell between them. Rhy held his gaze. And then, finally, his lips drew into a small, dark smile, twisting his face in a way that made it look like someone else’s. “Oh, Kell,” he said. He leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, and Kell caught sight of something under the collar of his shirt and stiffened. It was a pendant. A glass necklace with blood-red edges. He knew it, had seen it before only days earlier. On
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