Page 199 of Stolen Crown


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There was food on the table like I’d asked and I was starving. We sat, talking and chatting as the sounds of chairs being pulled filled the room.

Before I could dig in, the doors opened wide and Feremir and Aislinn came in. Their cheeks were flushed red as though they’d run all the way here.

“Sorry we were late,” Feremir said, offering a hand to Aislinn which she took. “Igraine and the resistance kept us up all night.”

“You were at the celebrations?” Casja asked. “I wanted to go but I couldn’t.”

“It was great,” Aislinn said beside Casja and eagerly started to describe how the celebrations went while Feremir sat closer to me and met my gaze.

“How are you feeling, sis?” He asked.

“Good,” I replied. “You?”

“Great!” he replied. “I love that I don’t have to hide my thoughts any longer. I can even say them out loud. Is your father coming?”

“No,” I replied, still feeling uneasy about thinking of Lord Tynan as my father. “He is dealing with the wounded still.”

“It’s been three days,” Brigid said. “Do you think he’s avoiding you?”

“I think he’s giving her the time she needs,” Kieran said before I was forced to come up with a response.

“Good for him,” Dearen replied. “Amarra wasn’t so kind.”

I laughed, reaching for the honey cake. I grabbed a piece and placed it on my plate before picking up my fork.

“What will you do now?” Brigid asked Feremir.

“I’ll stay with the diviners and study,” Feremir said. “How about you?”

“We were talking with Dearen and,” Brigid turned to me. “We don’t want to stay put in the Light Palace. We were thinking of joining the monster folk and helping them find a new home.”

“That’s a great idea,” I said. “Perhaps I’ll come with you.”

Everyone stopped talking at once.

“You can’t,” Aislinn said and immediately seemed embarrassed.

“She is right,” Brigid said. “You are the Seelie Queen now. The queen stays in the palace.”

“Well,” I said. “I was thinking... I think I have too much power now. The other day, one of the advisors asked me what I was going to do with all the prisoners. He suggested it would be best to execute them all, since we can’t know for sure who is innocent and who is guilty. He said it would be a clean slate.”

“Which advisor was that?” Casja asked with shock.

“Lord Brendon,” I replied. “Of course, I told him to shut up and reminded him he is no longer an advisor but still...”

“What is your point, sister?” Feremir asked.

“My point is that I could have said yes to that and it would have happened,” I replied. “Don’t you think that’s odd?”

Silence befell the group. Muir was watching me intently, and his was the only face that wasn’t filled with surprise.

“She is breaking the crown,” Aislinn whispered.

We all turned to her. She seemed very excited.

“What?” Feremir asked.

“Your vision,” she said.

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