Page 44 of Crowns of Ice


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The SF was nearly done with their cleaning by thetime I felt strong enough to leave. “Did the looking glass capture everything?” I asked Norivun.

He showed it to me, whispering the spell to replay it. The looking glass now contained two recordings. The encounter we had within the Isalee field when we destroyed the warlock’s veil, and now the warlock’s bargain-bound confession about what the king had truly done as well.

It was all there.

We finally had solid proof.

“So our work here is done.” I exhaled in relief.

“That it is. We may return to Solisarium now and convene with the council. Surely, after this, they will side with us and unanimously vote to remove my father.”

I nodded. “Thank the Mother.”

Norivun pulled out one of the portal keys to whisk us home, and I couldn’t help but glance toward where this fight had started.

“You know, the only thing I feel bad about is that cabin we destroyed here.” I frowned and nibbled on my bottom lip. “What’s the human going to do when he returns to find his home ruined?”

The hunter shook his head. “No need to worry. The SF will take care of it. They have witches and sorcerers that specialize in fixing things like that.”

My jaw dropped. “They have constructo affinities?”

“No, not the same as Solis magic, but they can repair things in a similar way, so don’t sweat it,” the Fire Wolf replied. “Whoever owns thatcabin won’t even know anything happened by the time the witches are done.”

Haxil and I shared an amazed look.

“They truly do have magic wielders here, don’t they?” I whispered to him. “Even if the atmosphere is magicless, not everything in this realm is.”

Haxil grinned. “It would be fun to watch them work, just to compare the different types of magic.”

Norivun snorted, and Ryder coughed to hide a smile. Nish, however, rolled his eyes and muttered something about how he disagreed and believed this realm to be vastly inferior to ours.

The hunter merely watched all of us with raised eyebrows before saying, “Are you all heading back to the fae lands for good?”

I smothered my curiosity and brought a fist to my chest before bowing. “Indeed. We thank you again for your assistance.”

Norivun and his guards did the same, each bowing in respect.

The Fire Wolf inclined his head. “No worries. I’ll be on my way back to Chicago then.” He pulled his yellow crystal from his pocket, a crystal that had somehow been mined from Harrivee’s floating meadows and had come to rest in the hunter’s possession.

With that, he ducked into his portal and disappeared.

Alone in theforest with the SF members disappearing in small groups as their work was finished, I took a deep breath and thought of what the coming days would bring.

“Join hands,” Norivun instructed. “It’s time to return home.

Frowning, I nibbled on my lip.

“Everything all right, love?” Sandus cocked his head, his brow furrowing. He entwined his fingers with mine.

I gave a quick nod. “Yes, I’m thankful we finally have enough evidence to sway the council to our side, but I keep thinking about the bigger picture.”

My mate frowned and stepped closer to me. He clasped my free hand. “What do you mean?”

The soothing feeling of his touch coursed through me. I eyed Norivun, who was watching me raptly, and once again, I got the impression that he was allowing me to lead. “I keep thinking about the Crimsonales and how they refused to act until we held firm proof of the king’s treasonous activities, and I can’t help but wonder how the Solis fae will react when we overthrow their beloved king.”

My thoughts returned to the stop we’d made at the castle, to the queen’s tower before we’d escaped following the gods’ wrath. We still had that material captured within the looking glass, but we hadn’t used it yet. I’d planned to also show it to the council, but now...

Sandus’s eyebrows rose. “What are you getting at, love?”

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