I squeezed him a little tighter. Im sorry you had to share those things—sorry you … sorry for all of it, Rhys. I breathed in his scent, taking it deep into my lungs. Out—we had made it out. And I know it likely means nothing, but … Im proud of you. That you were brave enough to tell them.
The Suriel—it gave you a message. For me. Only me.Amren said, The answer in the Book was no spell of control. I lied about that. It was … an unbinding spell. For me.
Amren looked to the carnage, the screams of the dying ringing us. I thought Id need your sisters to help you control the Cauldron, but after you faced the Ouroboros … I knew you could do it. Just you. And just me. Because when you unbind me with the Cauldrons power, in my real form … I will wipe that army away. Every last one of them.But a male voice pleaded from behind, Dont.Varian appeared from the rocky path, gasping for breath, splattered with blood.
Amren smirked. Like a hound on a scent.Dont, was all Varian said.
Unleash me, Amren said, ignoring him. Let me end this.
I began shaking my head. You—you will be gone. You said you wont remember us, wont be you anymore if youre freed.Rhys smiled at me over his shoulder. Enjoy your tea, you overbearing chaperone.
I could have used a chaperone around you, you realize.You had four of them in this house.
I smiled as he finally reached the low front gate where Cassian waited, apparently using the momentary delay to stretch out his wings, to the delight of the half-dozen children now gawking at them.Amren hissed from the other room, Focus. The dining table rattled.