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The king let out a long sigh. “Of course you’re right. Listen to me. I’ve become an old man convinced that enemies are hiding in every shadow.” He laughed as he moved around to the other side of the bed so he could pat her cheek affectionately, just as he’d done before to Magnus. “Mira, my dear girl, please accept my sincere apologies for alarming you.”
The hint of a smile appeared on her pretty face. “No apology is necessary, your majesty.”
The king regarded her a moment longer. “However, I do believe in taking certain precautions.”
With unexpected speed, he took hold of her head with both hands and twisted sharply. The girl’s neck broke with a loud crack. She crumpled to the ground, her wide eyes now blank and glazed and absent of life.
It had all happened in an instant.
Magnus stared at his father, unable to conceal his horrified shock. “You didn’t have to do that!”
The king wiped his hands off on the front of his black surcoat. “Meaningless servants can be replaced. She was nothing special. I’ll find another to attend your sister.”
Nothing special. Only a friend to Princess Cleo. Only a sister to Nicolo Cassian. Only another whose life had been snuffed out by the king while Magnus stood idly by.
He wanted so desperately not to care about this—not to care about anything but finding the Kindred for himself and for Lucia— to be as cold and ruthless as his father found it so easy to be.
If only that were possible.
After the king left Lucia’s chambers, Cronus entered. Wordlessly, the large, brutish guard swept Mira’s lifeless body up into his arms and departed the room.
A beam of sunlight shone in through the balcony window, illuminating a small patch on the floor. Otherwise, the room was in shadows. A collection of candles next to the bed lent their flickering light to the princess’s tranquil face.
Magnus held onto the edge of the silk sheets, squeezing hard and trying to concentrate on nothing but the smooth feel of the fabric. His heart still thundered from what had happened. The girl hadn’t meant any harm, he was sure of it.
Yet now she was dead.
His legs weakened and he sank down to his knees next to Lucia’s side. He squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his forehead against the edge of the bed.
Then he heard something. A quiet moan. Then a deep intake of breath.
He opened his eyes. Lucia’s eyelids fluttered, as if she was having another dream—perhaps one about Alexius. Whoever he was.
Then he caught a glimpse of her bright blue eyes beneath thick black lashes. Slowly, she turned her head to face him.
“Magnus?” she whispered, her voice hoarse.
His breath caught. Surely, he had to be the one who was dreaming now. “Lucia . . . is this true? Are you really awake?”
She squinted at him as if the meager amount of light in this room was too much for her to bear. “How long have I been asleep?”
“Far too long,” he managed to reply.
A frown creased her brow. “What about Hana? Is Hana all right?”
It took him a moment to understand what she meant. Hana was Lucia’s pet rabbit, a gift from Magnus that he’d brought back to her at the Limerian castle after a hunt. “Hana is fine. In fact, Mother brought her along for you when she journeyed here to be with us. She arrived a few days after we took over this palace.” The worry that had been in her eyes lessened. “Good.”
“This is incredible.” He pushed himself up to his feet, wanting to pinch himself to prove he wasn’t asleep. “I didn’t think you’d ever open your eyes again, but you’re here. You’re back!”
Lucia tried to raise her head off the pillow, but failed. Her gaze slid around the room as if she was searching for something. For someone.
“You didn’t answer me before,” she said. “How long was I gone?”
“Forever. Or it seemed like it to me. It’s been almost a month and a half since the siege upon this castle.” The joy this moment should summon was dampened as Magnus remembered the girl who’d just lost her life and how she had dutifully attended Lucia for much of the time she was comatose. Lucia would never meet her, could never thank her.
Lucia’s eyes widened. “That long?”
“Father insists on staying here in Auranos as a physical reminder to everyone of his claim upon this kingdom and throne. All of Mytica is now his after . . . after his alliance with the Paelsian chief fell through.” Actually, the king had murdered Chief Basilius during a celebratory dinner. All part of King Gaius’s master plan.
