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He wanted to tell her again how glad he was to see her, that she was his star in the night.
“I didn’t think Marcus would kill the horses.”
“Do not presume that because this body is weak I will not kill you if you touch me again,” said Visander.
“Violet!” screamed Cyprian, throwing himself down from his horse and running for the gate.
Will felt James’s hand come to rest on the back of his neck, fingers curling into his hair, a possessive gesture unmistakable in its meaning. “This one stays with me.”
Had Anharion exhaled here for the last time, only to have his breath sealed up? Was that what now filled his lungs?
“But what is death,” said Kettering, “to one who can return?”
“I thought it would be hard,” said Will. “But it’s not, is it?”
“It’s the same for me. You’re powerful . . . more powerful than anything I’ve felt. I can’t look away.” James said, “I could close my eyes and know you.”
At first it didn’t seem as if Mrs. Thomas would answer. And then: “She had an abnormal relationship to that boy.” “Boy?” Will. Will had been here? Elizabeth felt the hairs on her arms prickle. “Kept him locked up. Six or seven, he would have been,” said Mrs. Thomas. “A well-behaved little lad. She treated him like a criminal. Tied him up to the bedpost. And the way she’d look at him, like . . .”
“If you knew it was a trap, why did you come?” She sounded like it hurt her, and maybe it did. He said, “You called for me.”
If you knew what I was, Will thought, feeling an echo of Sarcean’s anger, you would never dare challenge me, beneath my very throne.
she knew by now words didn’t help, and that when things were broken they never really got mended. You just went on. You just went on as best as you knew how.
Will couldn’t help the acquisitive sound in his voice. “You stayed faithful to him.” To me.
“He tried to kill Will!” said Violet. Elizabeth said, “Will is the Dark King.”
“Cyprian—” she said. “Kill me,” said Cyprian. “As soon as I come out. I don’t want to be like my brother.” “Cyprian—” “Promise me.” “I won’t promise that.”
James said to Will, “Darling, I’m not here to kill you.” James only had to gesture once, and Visander went flying backward, hitting a pillar and then the floor, his body slumped and slack. Cyprian took a step forward, and James merely glanced at him, and sent Cyprian careening across the floor. Will was staring at James in shock. James looked down at Will and held out his hand. “Well?” “He’s the Dark King,” said Violet. “And I’m his lieutenant,” said James, “here to fight by his side.”
the gleaming rubies of the Collar looked like a slit throat. “My King?” said James.
“Sarcean. I remember everything.”

