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Family above all.
Blood for blood.
I let anger consume me and I did what a Deveraux is raised to do.
I took. I took without thought and without regret. I took without a fucking care.
I fucked up on a major level, shot straight to vengeance like a fucking boy, instead of demanding answers like a man.
My brothers watch me closely, but it's Sin who steps forward, tension tightening his tone, ‘cause he's a perceptive motherfucker. Especially when it comes to me.
“Brother?” His brows draw in. “What do you know that we don’t?”
I look to Creed, who nods, and when he tries to pry into my mind, I open it up for him. His face falls instantly, his hand latching onto Sinner’s shoulder.
Sin’s eyes turn white, and then the scene plays out for him and Legend to see, just as Creed is seeing it in my mind, Sin’s illusion leaving no detail out.
I wince when the blade sinks into my flesh, and stumble slightly. London sucks on my mouth with the dagger still to my neck, when everything turns black.
Darkness whirls around the space, the walls cracked like the roots of the ancient tree and the ground shakes beneath our feet.
Tears swim in my wife's eyes as she lowers to the floor beside our little girl.
“What the hell happened here?” I look around, a lifetime of death and war allowing me to remove myself from the emotion of what’s before me.
Temperance’s eight-year-old body cold at my feet.
“You said it was getting better.”
My Queen's glossy glare snaps over her shoulder, locking with mine. “That is all you have to say right now?”
“Did you lie to me?”
Her eyes flare white, and she turns back to the princess of Rathe, lifeless on the floor. She brushes her dark hair from her face and stands.
“No one can know what happened here today,” Cosima demands, locking her sadness away.
My eyes narrow, waiting to hear what plan she could possibly have.
I hear her before I see her, the soft little voice echoing down the empty halls of the royal manor.
“London’s bridge is falling down, falling down...”
Panicked, I throw my hand out to fling the door closed before she gets too close, but the door freezes mid-way, slowly reopening.
My eyes snap to my wife, narrowing but before I can ask what the hell she’s doing,Villaina skips through the doorway, white hair bouncing behind her. “Tempy, I’m here—” her feet stop, and a piercing scream fills the air.
“Fuck.” I dart forward, dropping to one knee and pulling her into my chest to hide the sight. “You should not be down here, Villaina.”
She sobs, her body beginning to shake uncontrollably, and a chill covers her skin. She pulls back, big icy-blue eyes locking with mine. “What happened to Temperance, King Arturo?”
My mouth opens, but before a single word can escape, Cosima is there.
She pats Villaina’s head, looking up, causing tears to spill down her pale cheeks.
The Queen smiles at the little girl, placing her palm on the back of her neck... and then she snaps it.
Her body falls lifelessly into my arms, and I look up at my wife.
