Page 193 of Stolen Crown


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Cari ignored her completely.

“I decided that you need my help,” she said, smiling at me confidently. “Here, you need this.”

She threw me a potion.

“Your father sent it for you,” she said, smirking.

The shock of that revelation was something I needed to push away. It wasn’t the time for it. Not now.

I opened the bottle and gulped down the ingredients.

The rush came at once.

My friends. My family.

The monster folk returned, their feelings and thoughts rushing into me, filling me up.

They were already here, fighting to protect those who could not protect themselves.

Their love and devotion filled me.

Our connection gave me strength as their determination seeped into me.

We will get to you, soon, Muir said. Don’t do anything stupid.

I saw Kieran, Dearen, Brigid, and Casja, through the eyes of the monster folk fighting beside them.

My friends were here.

I wasn’t alone.

“This means nothing!” the queen shouted at me, creating more monsters who jumped into the crowd upon their transformation. But they would be subdued and contained. The monster folk would take care of theirs.

“Thank you,” I smiled at Cari before I turned to the Queen of Light.

The queen didn’t move. Fear had taken hold of her already.

“This ends here,” I told the Queen of Light. “You will stop this.”

The queen looked around her. Lady Dahlia and Lady Queill were incapacitated. Even her soldiers were looking at her with fear in their gazes. No one would come to her aid. The soldiers who had not seen her transform fae into monsters were too far away to reach her before I could.

She knew there was no way out of this.

“I will,” she said, nodding feverishly. “I won’t do it again. See?”

She touched the soldier transforming beside her and stopped his transformation. The man appeared out of the semi-monster, passed out. He fell to the ground.

“I can change them all back,” she whispered, her gaze flickering to the monsters attacking the Seelie.

“No,” I whispered. “This ends here.”

I went to her. She still looked regal and elegant like the first time I saw her, but now, I knew the ugliness hiding beneath that appearance.

She was corrupted, and there was no going back.

She needed the opposite of healing; something she knew well and used often.

But I wouldn’t use unhealing to turn her into a monster.

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