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They’re dark whispers of a demon.
I watch as she smiles brightly at the girl she used to know, and I know the moment her eyes go black.
My sister backs up a step, and then another and then London laughs, a manic sound that lifts into the air, shaking the foundation we stand on. We stumble, watching.
Then London lifts her palm, placing it over her eyes.
“What is she doing?” Legend worries.
“Being a fucking badass.” Haide steps forward, yawning like she's bored.
“Knight...” Creed edges, ready to leap up and protect our Queen.
London lifts her chin, spinning. She gives her back to Temperance.
No, she offers her back to Temperance, giving her the chance to slide a knife into it.
A growl tears through my throat, and my brothers and I run as one, leaping, but before we can reach the terrace, before the knife that Temperance reveals leaves her fingertips,heappears.
His wings spread wide; nose pointed as he soars right for them.
I stop in my tracks because I know he will protect her, though I’m not so sure she needs it anymore.
This? This is a show and everyone in Rathe is watching.
He swoops down, taking our sister between his teeth and tosses her into the air just as several more dragons appear.
My brows jump and Haide claps.
London grins, throwing her hand out to freeze Temperance there in the air, and the dragons circle her.
My Queen looks to me, waiting.
I look to my brothers, who give curt nods.
She’s all yours, baby.
London faces forward, cocks her head and smiles.
All at once, fire bellows from the mouths of each dragon.
The screams of an unworthy royal echo in the air as ash rains down from above.
I reach up, watching as it falls, disappearing into nothing the closer it gets to the ground, the ash of her bone unworthy food to our realm’s surface.
Wait.
I look to my brothers and it’s as if they realized it at the same time.
“The ashes.”
Creed nods, a small smile hooking his lips. “The fucking ashes.”
* * *
London
The dragons lower, their talons hitting the ground with a harsh thud, but not mine. Mine is elegant as he comes back to me, the space in the sky where Temperance was suspended, nothing but a grey cloud of smoke that’s disappearing by the second.
