Page 17 of Cruel Queen


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“Who else can create a portal?” Tanya asks.

“Only Viper. The queen could, too, but she’s dead.” I watch as her shoulders droop in disappointment. I feel it as well.

“What about Death? He wouldn’t let her die,” Tanya says, hopeful.

“I don’t even know if he can see that far. He is death to our world, but the other one? We know nothing but stories told to make us fear it.”

“Should we call him?” Tanya offers. “Talia calls him when she’s really angry at him.”

“And he doesn’t come,” I remind her.

“Apart from that one time.” We both stay silent for a moment. Then, in unison, we start screaming for him. Of course, nothing happens, and we both look like fools screaming at the night sky. When our voices grow hoarse, I glance over at Tanya.

“We could try to kill ourselves, but you know… not succeed.”

“Fucking hell. No,” John utters, shaking his head. Her idea isn’t all that bad. But it’s a risk we aren’t sure about. Would he even come, then?

“Halaba girls, you are mighty noisy.” Everyone swings their heads around to find Death, or Grim, as Talia calls him, standing behind us. “Your sister?” he asks, checking around.

“Not here,” Melvon answers.

“Where is she?” He focuses on me.

“She went through a portal,” I tell him.

He doesn’t look shocked, just worried. His brows crease together, and he pulls his lips in tightly.

“Can you get her back?” I ask him.

“No. Other worlds are not our responsibility. We have never been able to go to any others.”

“Will she survive? What do you know of it?”

“I know a lot of things, but only from those who have told me. I hear of a beautiful world where flowers blossom in all types of different colors. A world that is so physically remarkable, but also filled with great danger. What we know is that yorks possess the other world. One slipped through a portal once and took half our population many years ago. How the other world has managed to stay alive is beyond me. The only thing we Angels can think of is that they have someone very powerful protecting them.” He pauses, and his tone has me weary. “Do not call for me again.”

Before he goes, I reach for him. He glances at my hand on his arm and then back to me. His eyes, a deep silver, stare into mine. If I knew better, I would drop his arm and run. No one should be touching Death. Yet Talia does it with ease.

“Will she survive?” I ask. “How do I find a portal?”

“If you go through a portal, you will be sure to die. You are weak, Tatiana, compared to your sister. Youwilldie.” And then he is gone.

John comes up behind me and touches my back, rubbing small circles to keep me grounded.

“Valefar!” I scream. “Valefar!”

“No, Tatiana. No,” John says, but it’s too late. Valefar appears in front of me. I offer him my hand, and we are gone before anyone can say anything.

“Your mate is going to kill me,” Valefar says as we materialize in front of the castle doors. They open to reveal Viper standing on the other side. His eyes flick to Valefar, then to me.

“I cannot open it,” is all he says, knowing full well why I am here.

“Lies. You did it before, do it again.” Viper’s eyes lock on Valefar.

“Tell her.”

“He is telling the truth. He did it last time with a potion that was made for the queen. He used it on your sister to open the portal.”

I swing my head around. “Make me the potion,” I demand.

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