The Cursed Empress
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es fixed on the ceiling as shadows danced across the sto
ill echoed in her mind. The fir
d offered something just as danger
at both excited
nce. A blade wrapped in protocol and pride. But under the
ike a man alo
lik
side, trying to wil
did
her magic
his
ch
ing wa
t up q
s. The fire in the hearth had dimmed. And yet,
. Too de
e, padding barefoot to the edge
h
per of
er sliced through the air
ot trainin
dge of the table, and thr
black from head to toe, his face hidden b
sou
war
dagger
esser as the blade embe
to the surface,
mu
ying to contain it. Elira'
Focus.
t, leaping over furnit
rest object-a silver
his ribs, and
y for a
nged
e, she d
rele
ike hungry serpents. The assassin twisted midair, a
inst the wall, rolling
chest
her skin glow
r building again-wilder
ised h
door bur
or
awn. Eye
ssin, then at Nyra, and move
der didn'
fe-not at Thorn
with a sharp clang, deflect
ned to flee-but
e shoulder and drove hi
across his tunic. He reached for something at his belt-an
expl
it cleared,
ed, sheathi
rked, spinnin
r wild, nightgown torn, hands tremb
three strides, gri
you h
ad, wide-eyed. "
ought
had
tened slightly. "Y
no
nspoken flickered in his eyes-admir
roughly. "You
ough the palac
dn't leav
weapons, eyes scanning corners as if expectin
Tower of Shields, they reached a room secured
led her
not lux
s not
t was
d. "Until I root ou
row furrowed. "You al
dn't
epped
ll
ivided. Half want to use you. Half want to bury y
u?" she
e was answ
added, "I didn't save you t
eath h
pped c
u because I
d... f
of what you might become if you d
tared
ween them felt l
u," she w
"You were brilli
inked.
mething rare crossed his face-h
. A small,
leave, pausin
is made," he said,
head. "You me
n ever
n he wa
of the tower chamber, watching the mo
d changed som
. But the way her p
protect
y. Not ex
cis
longer af
believe she had been
s a p
just maybe
ht took root, another
cloak, retrieved by Thorne's sp
pa
k
n, inked
itten in ancient
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