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Ruhn, Dec, and Flynn had given his sister and the others all the pointers they could regarding what they’d face in the dark labyrinth of the Cave of Princes, but their own journey through the misty cave network had been so chaotic that they had little to offer when it came to a direct route to Pelias’s tomb. Bryce hadn’t seemed too concerned, despite her comment last night about time running out. But maybe she was putting on a brave face.
“Yes,” Morven sneered, “and what has your sister done with her Starborn heritage except show contempt for the Fae?”
“You don’t know a damn thing about her.”
“I know she spat on her Fae lineage when she announced her union with that angel.” His shadows quivered with rage.
“All right,” Ruhn said, turning to go. “I’m officially done. Bye.”
Morven grabbed him by the arm. Shadows slithered up from his hand onto Ruhn’s forearm, squeezing tight. “After dealing with your sister yesterday, I prayed all night to Luna for guidance.” His eyes gleamed with a fanatic’s fervor. “She allowed me to see that you, despite your … transgressions … are our people’s only hope of regaining some credibility in future generations.”
Ruhn sent his own shadows racing down his arm, biting at Morven’s and snapping free of their grip with satisfying ease. “Luna doesn’t strike me as the type who’d stoop to talking to assholes like you.”
Despite his shredded shadows, Morven’s fingers dug into his arm. “There are females here who—”
“Nope.” Ruhn shrugged off his uncle’s hand. Kept a wall of shadows at his back as he walked away. “Bye.”
“Selfish fool,” Morven hissed. Ruhn could have sworn the king’s shadows hissed, too.
But Ruhn lifted his arm above his head and flipped him off without looking back. He found Dec and Flynn waiting by a courtyard fountain outside, a safe distance from Lidia.
“What was that all about?” Flynn asked, falling into step beside Ruhn.
“Not worth explaining,” Ruhn replied, keeping his eyes on the archives dome a few streets away.
Declan asked Lidia, “Any chance Morven will run to the Asteri?”
“Not yet,” she said quietly. “Bryce’s claims yesterday were true—she handled him well.” She added, turning toward Ruhn, “You could learn a thing or two from your sister.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Ruhn demanded.
Flynn and Dec pretended to be busy looking into a closed butcher shop as they passed by.
“You’re a prince,” Lidia said coolly. “Start acting like one.”
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You’re a prince. Start acting like one.
Fuck, Lidia knew precisely what to say to piss him off. To keep him thinking about her in the hours that passed, during all the fruitless searching for anything about the missing islands, the Starsword, the dagger, or the mists.
She’d gone on a walk for half an hour and then come back, smelling of the sea, and still hadn’t said anything to him.
“You could, uh, talk to her,” Flynn said from beside Ruhn, shutting yet another useless drawer full of catalog cards. “I can literally feel you brooding.”
“I’m not brooding.”
“You’re brooding,” Declan said from Ruhn’s other side.
“You’re brooding,” Ruhn said, nodding to Dec’s taut face.
“I have good reason to. I can’t get in touch with my family or Marc—”
Ruhn softened. “I’m sure they’re fine. You warned them to lie low before all that shit at the Meat Market, and Sathia said she reached out to them. Marc will make sure they stay safe.”
“It doesn’t make it any easier, knowing I can’t even check in with them thanks to this medieval playland.”
Ruhn and Flynn grunted their agreement.
