Page 162 of Shadow's Raven


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"Him," she pointed her shaking finger. "He took the keep."

"The youngling?" Malcolm's high-pitched disbelief was priceless.

"His name is Kol. He's my son. And that," he nodded over to me, "is my daughter."

Malcolm moved the side of the cage closest to me. "Raveena, tell him it wasn't me. I was going to free you, remember? I helped! We agreed!"

"Traitor!" Sersha kicked the back of his knee. Hard.

"Bitch!" he panted.

"Enough." The fearsome voice of The Navita came out to play. The royals trembled together.

"Focus. Both of you. Sersha, you feel the call of blood, don't you?"

She sniffed haughtily.

"What are you talking about?" Malcolm demanded.

"Tell your consort what this is about, Sersha. Or should I say,sister?"

"Droppin' bombs!" Phalen whisper-yelled and Cas punched him again.

"Kol,” my father said.

"Yes, Father?"

"Open the cage."

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"I'll be fine, Raven."

"You'd better be."

It wasn't that I doubted Henderson's desire to avenge Helene. It was the idea of her inflicting any more damage upon him. She'd taken enough.

After I'd read the letter, Draven's Council convened. Henderson, Nik, and I were all included. Draven wouldn't leave his mate to go after Sersha, but he wanted her to pay for her crimes.

She'd crossed too many lines. The spelled gift for the Shadowlands' ruling couple was just the icing on the cake.

I had argued that I was better suited to call a blood debt against the Queen. Casimir made me see it wasn't about who was better suited.

He'd asked me to weigh our situations, then compare again if they were reversed. What if it had been Henderson that Sersha tortured, and my mate who she'd murdered? Who would have the stronger claim?

I would, but our situation was the opposite of that. Henderson’s loss was greater than mine.

“Are you sure?” I asked him once more.

"Go," the buoyant witch told me. "Stop worrying so much. It's only life, after all."

His wry smile did not amuse.

"Such a serious face for such a young female," he lamented. "Sersha can't leave unless Kol allows it. If I fall, she'll still be stuck thanks to the spell he used to tether her to the keep."

"If you fall, I’ll have to kill her."

His arms raised and his hands settled on the sides of my shoulders. "If I fall, my lady, Iexpectyou to kill her."

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