Forgotten Vows (Folk, #2)

by Lily Mayne

Her voice was tight, but she twisted her face into a sneer. “Sweet boy, do you believe you carry your mother’s powers? I’m afraid there can only be one Wielder of Words, and it isn’t you.” “No?” My heart thumped hard. “I think it became me when I killed her.”

I cringed, accepting the gift he passed me. “Maybe I should enforce a royal decree stating no one is allowed to make suggestive comments about my brother.” Gillie shot me a wide fae grin. “Bring it on, king. I’ll just shout them all from the dungeon.”