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He was already gone.
“Good-bye,” I said sarcastically, although no one could hear me.
“How rude of him.”
Cedric’s voice made me jump.
“How long have you been there?” I asked.
“I just got here before he swam away. He said yes. That’s great.”
I inhaled deeply. Tears prickled the corner of my eyes. “I did it, Cedric. I negotiated for my kingdom. It was my first negotiation. Maybe I can do this after all.”
He wrapped his arms around me. “I never doubted you could.”
They could come now, my people. But then, a dark thought crossed my mind. If my ships could come, so could Edgar’s.
I hoped ours arrived first.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Ships dotted the horizon. My next breath caught in my throat, and tears bubbled under my eyelids.
“They came.”
“You’re their queen,” Morgana stated. “Families are arriving too, fleeing Magaelor.”
I pressed my hand to my chest. “Does Edgar know the sea is safe for now?”
Morgana lowered her head. “Yes. Winter, I have something to tell you.”
That didn’t sound good.
She continued. “We have managed to stop the spell on the dragons, for now. It may not last, but they’re too weak to break free, I believe. We will keep trying.”
“That’s good. Why do you look so grieved?”
