As soon as I closed the door behind me, Killian spoke. "You're here about Joselin; I take it." His statement was dead on, and I nodded before moving to the front of his desk, where he gestured with his hand for me to take a seat. It was so tense. So awkward. How did this man go from being one of my
I had an idea of who I would take with me. The fastest, strongest, and most cutthroat. Now if I wanted them to go, I would have to convince them myself. I hadn't been reliant on it being an order from the king. I knew he might disagree and not back my request to hunt down Rona. It made it more dif
Joselin's P.O.V. I placed my hands in my back pockets, admiring the view as Natalie and I approached the small pool of water. The normal crystal blue water was murky and dark, showing that someone or something had just been active and disrupted the stillness and peace of the natural hot spring. It
"You could just pee on a stick then." Natalie laughed but sounded uneasy as she slid back another few inches until her knees aligned with my hips. I didn't bother responding to her. She was right. How could I justify killing Rona when she returns if all this time I was just pregnant? But I knew it
Joselin's P.O.V. His body rose. The oversized, wooden chair fell backward with a loud crack as his feet lifted off the floor. Guards, including Tobias, quickly removed Natalie and Killian from the table. It was his job. But as I watched Cyrus rise until his knees were aligned with the top of the ta
In Cyrus's blood, the thread was barbed. Each time I tried to grab it, it sent a painful stab through my head, encouraging me to chant louder, to fight harder. His chest thrust forward as if he were arching his back away from something. The sobbing cries for it to stop were layered, echoing through
Flashes of Rona's red hair appeared in my mind, and I reached for her, desperate to hold onto anything I could to get to her. Flora and another healer appeared in front of me with Aurora before the Descendant disappeared again, presumably to get more healers or to find the rest of the council. The
Joselin's P.O.V. We moved carefully up to the front door. The latch was still broken, presumably from when Tobias had destroyed it during our visit over a week ago. But the way the heavy barrier of wood hung from only one loose hinge had the bottom corner on the floor and the top leaning toward us