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It ended now.
The Autumn King staggered in shock as she grabbed his burning fist in one hand. As she held firm, her nails digging in hard. His fire singed into her skin, blinding her with pain, but she dug her nails in deeper and sent her starfire blasting into him.
Her father roared in agony, falling to his knees. Morven, so stunned he’d been frozen in place, swore brutally.
Bryce stared at what she had done to the Autumn King’s fist. What had once been his hand.
Only melted flesh and bone remained.
The Autumn King retched at the pain, bowing over his knees, hand cradled to his chest.
“Do you think those gifts make you special?” Morven raged, shaking free of his stupor. A swarming nest of shadows teemed around him. “My son could do the same—and he was trash in the end. Just like you.”
Morven’s shadows launched for her like a flock of ravens.
Bryce blasted out a wall of starlight, destroying those shadow birds, but more came, from everywhere and nowhere, from below—
The Autumn King got to his feet, face gray with agony, cradling his charred remnant of a hand. “I’m going to teach you a new definition of pain,” he spat.
And there was no amount of training that could have prepared Bryce, no time to teleport to avoid the two swift attacks from the Fae Kings, matched in power.
She dodged the bone-searing blast of fire from her father, only to have Morven’s shadows grab her again. Hands of pure darkness hurled her onto the stone so hard the breath went out of her. The Starsword and Truth-Teller flew from her fingers.
A female cried out, and for a moment, Bryce thought it might have been Cthona, maybe Luna herself.
But it was Sathia.
It was Sathia, on her feet again, and yet it wasn’t. It was every Fae female who’d come before them.
Bryce exploded her light outward, shredding Morven’s shadows apart. They cleared to reveal the Autumn King standing above her, a sword of flame in his undamaged hand.
“I should have done this a long time ago,” her father snarled, and plunged his burning sword toward her exposed heart.
The Autumn King only made it halfway before light burst from his chest.
Hunt’s lightning had—
No.
It wasn’t Hunt’s lightning that shone through the Autumn King’s rib cage.
It was the Starsword. And it was Ruhn wielding it, standing behind him.
Ruhn, who had driven the sword right through their father’s cold heart.
* * *
Ruhn knew in his bones why he’d walked through these caves. He was a Starborn Prince, and he’d come to right an ancient wrong.
With the Starsword in his hand, piercing his father’s heart … Ruhn knew he was exactly where he was meant to be.
The Autumn King let out a shocked grunt, blood dribbling from his mouth.
“I know every definition of pain thanks to you,” Ruhn spat, and yanked out the sword.
His father collapsed face-first onto the stone floor.
Even Morven’s shadows halted as the Autumn King struggled to raise himself onto his hands. Lidia, guarding Ruhn’s back against the Stag King, said nothing.
