Page 171 of Shadow's Raven


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My baby brother’s big eyes blinked up at me as his mouth twisted. "Are you upset with me?"

"No, Kol." I hugged him and rested my cheek on the untamed mop attached to his head. "I'm worried about you, not upset with you."

"Worried? I'm good. I even have those two idiots to blame. Or should I thank them?"

"Not funny, hatchling. But I love you anyway."

"Loveyoutoo," he mumbled as fast as he could.

The desk drawer shut, breaking the moment. I didn’t see the bone blades. "You put them away?"

"Aye," Father replied. "We'll figure them out another day. I have more being made."

I was unsure what to say. Dolan was the only fae, aside from the Queen, who I'd sincerely wanted dead and gone. Thinking about his bones being carved into blades? I wasn’t sure how I felt about it.

But I hadn't wanted blood on Kol's hands. He was still so young. I worried about him–I'd probably always worry, if I were being honest with myself.

I reached my hand to my mate, who readily accepted it. "I'm suddenly very tired. I think I'd like to go lie down for a bit."

Casimir tucked me into his side and steered us to the door.

"Raven?"

The tone of Father's voice tugged at me. "Yes?"

He got up and walked around the desk, coming all the way over to the door. "I am proud to be your father."

Tears, unexpected and unbidden, welled up in my eyes. It was not often he expressed his emotions so openly.

"And I am proud to be your daughter."

Uncaring his arms weren’t out for it, I hugged him around his waist. He returned my affection and a lump formed in my throat.

When we separated, he awarded me with a small smile. "Go rest. We can talk more at dinner."

Casimir and I walked out and headed to the room Father had said would be ours whenever we visited.

As soon as we were out of earshot, I let out a deep sigh. "That was intense," I said, leaning into my mate's embrace.

He kissed the top of my head. "Are you okay?"

"I am. It's Kol I'm worried about."

"I think Kol will be able to handle just about anything this life throws at him."

"You mean that."

"I do. And you should trust me. I'm very wise."

I laughed.

"I fucking love that sound."

I promised myself I would live a life that brought more laughter into it. For him.

As we reached our bedchamber, Casimir turned to face me. "Shall I leave you to rest, Little Bird?"

I shook my head, a mischievous glint in my eye. "No, I don't think I'll be able to sleep just yet."

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