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?Nesta?s brows rose at the dismissal. But she looked at Bryce and smiled sharply. ?It?s in your best interests to cooperate with them, you know.?
?So they?ve told me,? Bryce said, fingers curling into fists at the sides of her chair. She tucked them under her thighs to keep from doing anything stupid.
Nesta?s eyes gleamed with amusement, marking the movement.
?Our ? visitor needs rest,? Rhysand said, and gracefully stalked to the door. Order given, Amren and Azriel strode after him, Nesta following only after staring at Bryce for another heartbeat. A taunting, daring look.?
??Cassian?s waiting for you, Nesta,? Azriel said ? tone gentling. ?Take off the Mask.? Nesta stayed silent, Ataraxia ready in her hand. One swipe, and Azriel would be dead. ?He?s waiting for you at the House of Wind,? Azriel went on. ?At home.?
Another blink from Nesta. The silver fire banked a little.
Like whoever Cassian was, and whatever the House of Wind was ? they might be the only things capable of fighting the siren song of the Mask.
?Gwyn and Emerie are waiting,? Azriel pushed. ?And Feyre and Elain.? The silver flame flared at that. Then Azriel said, ?Nyx is waiting, too.?
The silver flame went out entirely.
The Mask fell from Nesta?s face, clattering on the stone.?
?'The line will end with me, you fucking prick', Ruhn said into his father?s mind, 'because I yield my crown, my title, to the queen'.?
?I?m Queen of the Valbaran Fae.? She nodded to the Autumn King?s body cooling on the ground, then smirked at Morven. ?And of Avallen.?
?Her chin lifted, and he could have sworn a crown of stars glimmered around her head. ?I want to wipe them off the face of the planet,? she said, and though her voice was soft, nothing but pure, predatory rage filled it.
?I?ll get the mop and bucket,? he said, and flashed her a smile.?
?Only once, and then he whispered, at last naming that feeling he hadn?t dared acknowledge until now, ?If I don?t get the chance to tell you later ? I love you.?
Lidia blinked, golden eyes glimmering. ?Ruhn.?
?It confirmed what Lidia had long guessed. Why she had named Brannon after the oldest legends from her family?s bloodline: of a Fae King from another world, fire in his veins, who had created stags with the power of flame to be his sacred guards.?
??This will all be here when you?re ready,? Jesiba repeated, then motioned to the green hills beyond. ?We?ll all be here when you?re ready.?
Far out, on a distant hill, stood seven figures.
Bryce knew them by shape, knew them by their heights and the glow around them. She picked out Connor standing tall at the back. And standing at their front, a hand upraised ?
Bryce began crying, and it was pure joy and love that burst from her as she lifted a hand in greeting toward Danika.
Danika, here?with everyone. Safe and loved.
She heard the words on the wind, carried from her friend?s soul to hers.
'Light it up, Bryce'.
And Bryce was laughing, laughing and sobbing as she yelled back across the lush plain and hills, ?Light it up, Danika!?
Wolfish laughter flowed to her. And then there was a spark of light by Danika?s shoulder, and Bryce knew that fire ?
She blew a kiss to Lehabah.?
?But Ember continued, looking only at Nesta, ?I am glad of one thing: that I was able to meet you.?
Nesta?s lips pressed into a thin line, and she glanced down at their joined hands.
?This time with you was a gift, Nesta. It truly was.?
With that, she pulled Nesta to her in a tight embrace, and Bryce could have sworn something like pain and longing crossed Nesta?s expression. Like she hadn?t experienced a mom-hug for a long, long time.
Ember at last pulled away from Nesta. But she gently put a hand to the female?s cheek and whispered, ?You?ll find your way,? before walking toward the portal.?