She chuckled, her fingers tangling in the back of my hair. “I’ll make it a good death.”
“I’m not laughing.”
“Then maybe this will cheer you up,” she said, leaning back slightly.
I raised a brow. “What now?”
Her smile widened. “I went to see Klaus.”
My entire body tensed. “You what?” I gritted between my teeth in fury.
“Relax.” She tugged me closer when I tried to pull back. “I needed answers. And I got them.”
“Cat, the fae—”
“—are powerful allies,” she finished for me. “The wards in Faelight Forest are weak. Barely holding. You know the iron mines have been depleted for years, and after a little test, I discovered that the current barrier is made of magic, not metal. And magic can be broken.”
I blinked and took a moment to process her words.
“So... you’re telling me...”
“That Klaus and his people can be freed. And he’s agreed to help us.”
“Why? What’s in it for him?”
“Freedom. Revenge. A little chaos.”
I groaned and dropped my head. “Cat—”
“Trust me,” she whispered again, her tone softer now. “I wouldn’t have gone to him if I didn’t think it would work.”
I studied her. That stubborn jaw. Those fire-lit eyes. The way she never backed down, even when it was reckless. “This is madness.”
“Most things worth doing are.”
I shook my head. “You really want to bring the fae into this war?”
“If it keeps Thorne from burning Elaria to ash? Hell yes.”
I let out a sharp breath as the weight of her words pressed into me. She was serious. She was always serious when it came to saving others.
“You know Klaus can’t be trusted.”
“Neither can Thorne, yet he’s sitting on the throne while the skies refuse to rain.”
I clenched my jaw. She had a point.
“So what’s the plan?”
“We test the wards. Garrick already confirmed their weakness. Once we’re sure we can get the fae out, we hit Dragon Valley with everything we’ve got. Songs, soldiers, shadow and steel.”
I felt a strange sensation rise to the surface. Hope. Real, tangible, terrifying hope.
“You’re insane,” I murmured.
She grinned. “That’s why you love me.”
“Immortals help me, I do.”