“It doesn’t take an army to kill a king,” I said coldly, the need for revenge rising in me so powerfully that I was more than tempted to ignore the fucking prophecy and simply head for the palace to kill him now. “Gabriel sent you that message for a reason,” Dante said, seeming to see that desire in me even as I realised he was right. “He knows that is when you will have a real chance at success, bella.”
