“Lavinia has risen again, yes?” she asked, a bite to her tone. “Yeah, she’s risen alright,” Tory said as her upper lip curled back. “And she’s playing house with Lionel Acrux.” “Acrux,” the queen growled. “Yes…I see it now. The stars are offering me the knowledge I need to help you. So many years,” she sighed. “Empires have risen and fallen in the time I have been gone.” She gasped at something, then her eyes snapped to the Imperial Star hanging from my throat. “You possess it.”
