“Oh, your curse is lifted, I no longer feel the need to look over your shoulder and imagine you are anyone else but the Power Shamed Fae you are – were!” “What do you mean?” Darcy gasped, dropping down beside her too as she helped prise her off of me. Geraldine wiped the tears from her eyes, clutching Darcy’s face as she stared at her Elysian rings in wonder. “My sweet, dear, queen, he has proven his worth. He has risen up the food chain like a whelk to a whale.” “What are you saying, Geraldine?” Orion demanded. “Don’t you see, my beautiful fanged forager?” she rasped, clasping my face with
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