“You must have known,” said Zoya, sitting down on the other side of the fire. Her gaze was accusatory. Had I? The jolt that night by the banya, I’d assumed it was something in me. And yet, when I looked back, the pattern seemed clear. The first time I’d used my power had been when Mal lay dying in my arms. We’d searched for the stag for weeks, but we’d found it after our first kiss. When the sea whip had revealed itself, I’d been standing in the circle of his arms, close to him for the first time since we’d been forced aboard the Darkling’s ship. The amplifiers wanted to be brought together.
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