Page 188 of Empress of Fae


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“Youatehim,” she said to the man on the wall. There was revulsion mixed with horrible pain in her voice. “You killed these people.” She stepped closer still and I resisted the urge to follow her every step. This I knew she had to do alone. “Hear me now. Hear my words. You do not deserve to live. They did.They did.”

The man on the wall smirked contemptuously through blood-tinged lips and began to open his mouth.

I would not, I swore to myself, intervene. He was hers alone.

I need not have feared. By my side, my mate raised her hand.

“No more of that. No more words.” There was a strange power to her utterance.

The blond man’s eyes bulged as if in shock as his lips pressed closed.

“Your victims asked for vengeance. So vengeance is what I will give them.” She looked at me with reluctance. “It will be over far too quickly.”

“Drawing out pain is for the likes of worms like him,” I said quietly. “It is not for you, Morgan.”

She nodded, then squared her shoulders and lifted her hands.

A whimpering sound was already coming from the dead man’s throat.

Fire, they said, was the great purifier. Leaving only the essence behind. Making space for new growth and renewal.

When my mate had finished, we ascended the ancient, stone steps leading from the chamber together as the flames danced wildly behind us, swirling over the walls and filling the once-oppressive darkness with a brilliant, cleansing light.










CHAPTER 39 - MORGAN

Beneath the shroudof a warm spring night, we hastened through the haunted lanes of my once-proud city.

The acrid scent of burning timber and the sharp sting of smoke assailed our senses as we passed quickly through the castle, leaving the outer bailey, moving over the bridged moat and down into the streets of Camelot.

As we reached the streets below the castle, we could hear the clash of swords and shouts of battle. Fiery tongues licked at shops and houses, painting a mosaic of light on the cobblestone.

The lifeless forms of soldiers and civilians lay strewn across the road. Makeshift barricades had been erected in many of the streets but were now left abandoned.

A ruthless violence was sweeping through the city.

Over the sounds of fighting and fire, there came the worst one of all.

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