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September 1 - September 10, 2025
True strength is having hope even when the stars go out.”
“I hate that you made me hate you.” “I hate that I did that too,” he managed around the lump in his throat. “I wish I didn’t hate you because I need you, and I can’t have you,” she whispered, and she pushed herself away from him. He’d been wrong. He couldn’t take it as he watched her walk away from him and back into the bedroom.
My allegiance, Scarlett Monrhoe, is to you, as it was to your mother. I told you I would not leave you alone, so I did not return without you. If you do not want to rule or be queen, that is fine. The choice is always yours, but I will always stand in your court. Always.”
Scarlett looked at Callan, her face hard. “I may have loved you once, Prince, but now I do not know what I feel for you.”
“But allow me to give you your first lesson. The rumors that swirl among the human lands about the Fire Court being the cruelest are true. Step foot on any of these bridges again, Crown Prince of Windonelle, and you shall learn exactly just how true they are.” His Court behind him all grinned, callous and wicked. Sorin took a step towards him.
“You only drown if you stay in the river. Let him pull you to the shore. It is okay to let yourself be rescued sometimes, Scarlett,”
“Do you still see the light?” she asked quietly, barely audible. “Yes.” “How?” “Because I know where to look,” he answered gently. “Then I need you to show me where to find it.”
“That is not why you walked away from Callan.” Cassius was staring down at the river flowing far below them. Scarlett was quiet, waiting for him to go on. “You walked away from Callan because you could not be your entire self with him. You were exhausted from having to keep so much hidden from him. You welcomed the cage when it came because it let you breathe for the first time in a long time.”
“No, he is not a threat to me either,” Sorin said. “I may be her twin flame, but he is her soulmate.”
“Darling, my darkness was left in a clearing, exacting revenge for my love, who was slaughtered in front of me. I can certainly dredge it back up if that’s what you desire, but I find it much more fitting to unleash it on my actual enemies.” Scarlett saw the others stiffen. Her own shadows seemed to freeze in place. He took another step towards her. “We all have shadows, Scarlett. We all have nightmares. We all have regrets. We all have darkness. You get to decide how much control that darkness gets over you.”
“One book I read said the Fae Courts were just caught in between a bigger conflict between Esmeray’s territory and Avonleya. It claimed that Deimas and Esmeray were seeking something across the sea, and Avonleya refused to let them even come to visit. That such a slight would ignite the Great War seems a little far-fetched though.”
“Always, Love,” he answered. “I promise I will always pull you from the river and help you find the stars.”
“Do I deserve her, Rayner? Do I deserve to call her such a thing? After how I failed Eliné? After how I failed her?”
“My home is wherever you are. If you demand I go home, I am already there. Let me in.”
“You promised you would not leave me alone in the darkness. You came for me, and I have come for you. I am yours, and you are mine. Let me in!”
It was true. The Avonleyans had used ancient blood magic to strip her of her magical abilities and had given them to others, creating entirely new bloodlines— Shifters and Witches.
“After all, love is what drove Eliné and Henna to seek my help.” “What?” Sorin asked, the word escaping him before he even knew what he was saying. “Eliné and Henna never came to see you.” The Sorceress laughed, a cold and chilling sound. “Love drove them to me, Prince of Fire. A fierce love of their people, their kingdoms. They beseeched my help to defeat Deimas and Esmeray.”
“Here is my offer to you, Prince of Fire. I shall supply you with an enchantment that will allow you to Travel to and from one location, carrying two companions. In exchange, you shall provide me with the blood of a god to be brought to me.”
“But you do not get all of me, if I do not get all of you. You do not get to shut me out. You do not get to tell me to leave. There does not get to be a you and a me. There must be a you and me.”
“I meant what I said on the beach last summer, Sorin. I hope you find your twin flame some day, but until then, I claim you.”
“What does my absence change? You are the Crown Prince, whether I am there or not. You will be king whether I am there or not,” Scarlett argued. “But you will not be my queen!” He regretted the words as soon as they left his mouth, closing his eyes in a grimace.
“You need to stop waiting for me, Callan. We are too different. Our worlds are too different.”
“I tried, you know,” he snapped. “After six months of you not coming to my rooms. After six months of no explanation. After that dinner at the Tyndell Manor that evening when you hardly looked at me. I tried. I tried to find a Court Lady. I tried to find someone who wanted to be my queen. But none of them… None of them spoke to me like I was anyone other than a Prince. None of them called me Callan. None of them wanted to discuss books. None of them knew anything outside of the wealth they grew up in. None of them challenged me the way you do. None of them made me want to be a better person, a
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He had argued again with Cyrus yesterday about telling Scarlett about the Mark. He couldn’t do it, though, because he knew her. He knew she would accept the Mark to save his life, and he wouldn’t force something upon her, not when she had been forced into so much in her short life. And he damn well wouldn’t make it appear as if he only came for her because she was his twin flame.
“I am someone who has faced the darkness and found the beauty it had to offer. I am someone who can create stars in the void when the light has gone out. I am someone who cares for those the realms have forgotten. I am someone who can bring beauty from brutal ashes. I am a fucking Queen.”
“You are the daughter of two powerful beings who sacrificed much to save our world,” Juliette said, as if reciting a lesson. “Now a king returns to take the throne, and all the worlds hold their breath as the stage is set.”
“It means,” Hazel said, her voice softer than it had been all day, “that you know my son and that it is time for him to return.”
“Scarlett, I love you like the stars love the night. All the way through the darkness,”
“I love you, Sorin, and I choose you.”
“I am beginning to suspect that Cassius is much more than just your soulmate, and if I am correct, he will desire to be by your side rather than my own anyway.”