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Enola’s goat bleated as I pulled the wagon to a stop outside the flowered home. Calvin cawed at his bird, calling the hawk to his outstretched arm. Enola opened the door, her expression solemn and gaze tired. Without a word, she reached out to me, and I embraced my old friend.

“He’s gone,” I said, holding her.

“I know.”

“The crone has Rosalie.”

“I know.” Enola pulled away from me. “You can’t save her.”

“Enola . . .” I growled, but the human did not cower, instead she placed a hand on my cheek.

“Farrow’s Gate will fall.” Her words pierced my heart.

“You can’t ask this of me,” I spat back. “I will not sacrifice her. Ican’tallow it.”

Understanding dawned in Enola’s gaze. “You foolish fae. Out of all the souls in this world, you’ve chosen hers.”

Taking Enola’s hand off my face, I gripped it, unafraid of the truth I now knew in my heart. “There has to be another way.”

“If I may,” Calvin said, inserting himself into the conversation. “I may have a solution that will save my sister and this place.”

“Sister?” Enola released me and eyed my companion. “No, not just sister, twin.”

“You noticed my dashing looks, have you? My sister gets it from me.” Calvin smiled wide, and though I had not known the human long, I had learned that his devious smile usually meant he had an idea I would not agree with it.

“Baine stop glaring. Both of you come inside where we can speak freely.” Enola pushed me forward.

The firehawk stayed on Calvin’s arm and Enola stopped to admire the bird. Inside her home, she cooed at the hawk, motioning it to an area near the fire. Calvin slipped off the satchel and placed it on the floor near a pile of thick crocheted blankets. “These are her eggs. They’re very fragile.”

Enola nodded, kneeling next to Calvin, creating a nest out of the blankets. “She’ll be safe here. I have some worms I keep for bait in the shed.”

“Thank you,” Calvin said, cooing to the firehawk that nestled on top of her eggs.

“If you two are finished, we need to discuss Rosalie.”

“Is he always so grumpy?” Calvin whispered to Enola.

“He’s getting worse in his old age.”

“Enough!” My emotions were raw, and I could not wait a moment longer.

“You were the one who said we had a day, and I have a plan.” Calvin stood, making his way over to the table where a decanter sat. “Is that wine?”

“Yes, help yourself,” Enola said, grabbing mugs from a shelf on the wall.

As Calvin poured himself a drink, I was moments away from wrapping my hands around his throat. Rage pumped through my veins. I could not sit here idly chatting a moment more.

Unphased by my pacing or snarling, Calvin drank before speaking. “You said the barrier around Farrow’s Gate needs a lot of power. Me and my sister can help it. Teach us how and we’ll maintain it.”

“Impossible,” I said. “Though you’re both strong, you need unbridled magic.”

“I’ve got the elemental kind.” He winked and Enola gasped.

“Elemental? Twin elementals?” Enola’s eyes shined. “That’s why the crone wanted to eat her?”

“Eat her?” Calvin’s gaze bounced between me and Enola.

Enola turned to me, her face lighting up with hope. I didn’t want to believe it. Could we be that lucky? “Will it work?”

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