Tears streaked his cheeks. I wiped them away with my thumb.
“I love you,” I whispered—because what else could I offer him? I could not erase his past. I could not take away his grief. But I could love him, no matter what, always. Was that enough?
Everything was dissolving into streaks of color and light. I now held onto this power by only a single fraying thread of control. My power was a single wing, one half of a scale. I needed him.
“I love you,” Max murmured, and opened his second eyelids.
I had forgotten how powerful he was. With the barriers between him and his magic removed, it now met mine with equal strength. The boundaries between us erased, my Valtain magic and his Solarie magic combining into a single symphony.
Together, we reached down, down, down, into the lowest levels of magic—reached for this power that called to us and repelled us in equal measure.
And it was only with our combined powers, the passage between us opened, that it was distilled into balanced, raw force. Time and place and space disappeared. We were a river stretching out in all directions. We were the bodies and breaths of the soldiers above. We were the sky and the ruins and the city of Niraja in the past and the present. We were ourselves as we were ten years ago, lost, alone, and as we were now—found, together.
We Wielded the core of power like snatching a burning star from the sky.
CHAPTERFIFTY-FIVE
AEFE
Caduan was right. Life existed everywhere, and I spoke to that magic—Wielded it—like it was a language I was born with. The earth shivered beneath my every step. Vines and leaves flourished around me even without my command. Light collected at my fingertips, a purer form of life, of power, that clung to the edge of my blade.
The Arans’ monsters had surrounded us, ripping through Fey soldiers and their own alike. Most were in horrible condition, their bodies actively falling apart at the seams. Every one of these beasts had once been a Fey.
The humans had turned our own people against us.
I tore through the humans, one after another after another. Before long, they didn’t even try to fight me, instead scrambling away in frenzied—unsuccessful—attempts to escape. I loved their fear. It made me strong.
Was I a monster to them? Good. They had created me.
I found Caduan fighting with Meajqa in the heart of the battle. They were overwhelmed, hordes of soldiers closing in. I relished in Caduan’s expression when he saw me—unfettered awe, like the sight of me made him forget that everything else existed.
That look alone told me I had made the right decision.
I whispered to my magic, and bodies fell. I was so drunk on my own power that I didn’t count them, didn’t watch them die.
I stepped over their corpses to Meajqa and Caduan. Meajqa was wide-eyed and speechless. Caduan barely breathed. He reached out to touch my cheek. “You are—”
A terrible crash rang out. The ground shook. We stumbled, but while Meajqa and Caduan righted themselves quickly, I remained doubled over, my fingers pressed to my forehead.
I could not breathe. Suddenly I was in three places at once—here and somewhere infinitely deeper, connected to two other souls who had once shared mine. An overpowering force swelled there, like a wave preparing to break. Fear cut through my euphoria.
I found myself leaning against Caduan, gripping him so hard my fingernails dug into his shoulders. “Retreat,” I gasped.
His brow furrowed.
“Caduan—theyhave it.Run.”
His face changed immediately. He whirled to the soldiers, lifted his hand to shoot a flare of magic into the air, and screamed the command. Across the battlefield, Luia followed his lead, and soon Ela’Dar’s army fell back in full retreat.
The wave rose, rose. The power of it took my breath away. My heartbeat, my one constant, raced faster and faster.
I turned back, pushing against the tide of soldiers. Caduan grabbed my arm. “Where are you going?”
“I will join you soon.”
“No, Aefe. You need to come with—”
“I need tohelpyou!” I didn’t have time to explain. We were still surrounded by Aran soldiers, Aran soldiers who had no idea what was coming. And the wave that would wipe us out in seconds could be powerful enough to destroy my people if they did not get more time.