There are a few new faces here today, I see. She smiles, and her eyes twinkle behind glasses that look a little like mine. Im Astrid Connor, and your lovely house mother here is my daughter. Bet she didnt tell you. She looks at Stella and then smiles again. Daughters! she says, and shakes her head. Like the last photo I saw of her, her hair is silvery grey, swept up. She wears ordinary clothes, nothing says Lorder in how she looks or acts, but there is something about her. The hackles are raised on the back of my neck. Every eye is drawn forwards. Some people you dont want to turn your back on.
I let him fall atop his sister, the thud of flesh on flesh the only sound.I merely looked at Ianthe, my power guttering, a hideous ache building in my gut, and made my last command, amending my earlier ones. You tell them I killed them. In self-defense. After they hurt me so badly while you and Tamlin did nothing. Even when they torture you for the truth, you say that I fled after I killed them—to save this court from their horrors.
Blank, vacant eyes were my only answer.Luciens voice was a hoarse rasp.I merely wiped my two knives on Dagdans back before going to reclaim my fallen pack.
Youre going back. To the Night Court.I shouldered my heavy pack and finally looked at him. Yes.
His tan face had paled. But he surveyed Ianthe, the two dead royals. Im going with you.
No, was all I said, heading for the trees.Tamlin glowered at him. Cassian, folding his wings in neatly as he leaned back in his chair once more, just offered a crooked grin in return.
You will forgive us, Thesan interrupted gracefully, if we are doubtful. And hesitant to share any plans.Even when I have information on Hyberns movements?
Silence. Tarquin, across the pool, watched and listened—either because he was the youngest of them, or perhaps he knew some advantage lay in letting us battle it out ourselves.Tamlin smiled at me. Why do you think I invited them to the house? Into my lands? He let out a low snarl, and I felt Rhys tensing as Tamlin said to me, I once told you I would fight against tyranny, against that sort of evil. Did you think you were enough to turn me from that? His teeth shone white as bone. It was so easy for you to call me a monster, despite all I did for you, for your family. A sneer toward Nesta, who was frowning with distaste. Yet you witnessed all that he did Under the Mountain, and still spread your legs for him. Fitting, I suppose. He whored for Amarantha for decades. Why shouldnt you be his whore in return?