Page 76 of Trial of Thorns
Iturn my back to theinjured Rev and face the four immensely powerful fae in front of me. This is the most idiotic thing I’ve ever done, and it’s very likely going to mean my death.
Raven flies overhead, squawking again. Does she know what I’m doing?
My regret is so heavy it’s hard to breathe. What will happen to Raven if I die today? Because I am very likely going to die in the coming moments. I’d greet death like an old friend. He’s been waiting for me, I know. But I’d be abandoning her.
I grit my teeth.
No. I have a plan. I can make it out of this. I hope.
Drake and his allies have set themselves up perfectly, crowded around their prey in a tight circle. All easily within reach.
It’s still a massive risk... but I can do this.
Because now is the time to switch up the game. While they think I’m weak. While they think I’m pliant.
“You think I want your damned pardon?” I ask Drake, looking him in the eye, pulling my power tighter. Condensing all of it into one ball of power, ready to detonate. “The opportunity to be some no-one’s housewife?”
That’s how they’ve been keeping my court weak for the last several hundred years. They force our strongest fae to marry outside of our court, taking their power with them. Leaving us with less and less.
That isn’t freedom. I don’t want a single thing he can give me.
“So, you’d rather choose death?” he asks simply, his shoulders relaxed, but his eyes betray his fury. He doesn’t care about my betrayal, but it does mess with his plans. Now, after they kill both me and Rev, he’ll have to face his remaining enemies on even ground. He wanted me to tip the scales in his favor.
Poor baby.
“Rev,” I say. This is going to be the tricky part. He’s too close. Too injured. I may kill him, but only injure the others... but then the wall behind me begins to crumble. I blink, shocked as a hole the size of a door emerges right behind Rev.
I smile. “Run,” I tell him.
Rev
“Run,” my enemy tellsme.
My brother’s murderer standing between me and two of my allies, two of my rivals. They want to kill me and she... wants to save me? My mind is blown to smithereens.
She’s weak. Her dim eyes all but prove it.
