Page 29 of Curse of Thorns
“All right, it’s worth a shot. Convince the gates Iwantto go in. I do. I want to be the savior. I want to prove my father wrong. I want to take my place in my court, maybe even the High Court, with or without my father’s support.”
“Maybe another trip to the thorn wall is in order?”
I’m not looking forward to it, but I steel my heart, preparing myself. No stray thoughts of the mate I’ll never have. No more torturing myself with her closeness.
It’s time for me to fulfill my destiny.
Caelynn
Two days full of ashit ton of reading, and I’m no closer to helping Rev get through the gates to hell. If only that were as good as it sounds.
But Rev and Ty seem to have come up with a theory. They wouldn’t tell me what it was, but Rev left after a large breakfast to head for the wall—alone.
The dwarves and fae of this palace chatter behind me as I stare out the window of the banquet hall, absently examining at the mountains. There’s an expansive view from this spot and I could almost pretend that deep in the distance, where the horizon grows darker in one small spot, it’s the shadow lands. My home.
Somewhere beyond these mountain ranges is my homeland, that’s true whether it’s visible or not.
If Rev was to finally gain access to the Schorchedlands, I could go. I could finally complete my personal mission. Walkthrough the gates of the Shadow Court palace with my head high. I could touch the black fountain and fuel it with my magic.
I could kneel before the queen and receive my welcome into her court.
The one thing I’ve been seeking since I was a child. Such a simple quest I’ve failed at again and again.
But my heart still stupidly aches at the thought of Rev leaving. It’s senseless, I know. But being around him makes me feel more complete than I have in a long time. It’s sad to think of losing that feeling.
Even if it is was always inevitable. I’m just glad I had the moments I did. They were so much more than I could have ever hoped for.
“You all right?”
I jump and turn to face Tyadin.
“Don’t sneak up on my like that,” I say and smack him on the arm.
“Hey-hey, that’s an act of war, young lady.”
I snort. “Who are you going to fight? The Shadow Court? Or the human realm?”
