Page 110 of Court of Claws


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Stupid, stupid man. Cruel father to fail to guard something so infinitely precious.

To him, Morgan was his legacy. To me, she was my whole world.

And so I walked with my daughter, my small one, my sweet, straight through the city, straight through the very market where I had first heard the whispers.

We marched through as the foresight grew deep in my heart where the seed of knowledge had fallen, its roots immediately taking hold.

The truth of it grew, unchecked, as I walked through my beloved Numenos.

This plague would kill our children.

This plague would kill my daughter.

Gorlois was making a terrible mistake.

I would not let Morgan pay the price.

The weight of my power, concealed from Gorlois all these years, pulsated within my clenched fists. It coursed through me, ready to shield, protect, and keep my child safe.

Gorlois had never known the extent of it, how deep it ran. He had never questioned how I had borne him a daughter so reminiscent of the child he had lost ages before. Like a man, he had accepted it as his due. To him, it was merely the outcome of his own might.

Today, that power would flow through me, into my child.

Today, I would defy Gorlois's terrible mistake, for the life of my daughter outweighed the destruction of my own legacy as a queen of Valtain.

We would enter a place the plague could not touch us, hidden between worlds, concealed in the fabric of time itself.

And we would not emerge until the world was safe for us once again.

With each determined step, the anticipation of a better future coursed through my veins, an unyielding flame that burned brighter than all of Gorlois’s wrath, brighter the sunlit streets of Numenos itself.










CHAPTER 17

Iprowled beside Nightclaw, my body as tense and on edge as his own seemed to be.

My heart had not stopped pounding since I had woken that morning.

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