Page 68 of Stone Heart
She was touched by such love that simmered around her parents. How she wished she’d been able to grow up with them as her parents. She didn’t regret anything from her childhood and Solana, but a small piece of her knew she’d missed something being raised away from them.
It took an unmeasurable amount of love to send their only child away to a different realm.
“And we will support you, my child,” he murmured.
He opened his arms to her, and she flew into them. Her father collapsed his arms around her and her mother.
She bit back tears that threatened to fall.
She felt as if she were already home.
“I’ve waited for the day to be able to hold my baby girl in my arms again with my queen,” Khantar whispered.
The dam of tears broke.
His grip tightened around her and her mother as her tears flowed. Her body shook while she cried for all the years they were deprived.
These weren’t tears of sadness.
No, they were tears of joy.
Fate had seen for her small family to be reunited.
Now she had her father’s support, it was time she went after the gargoyle who had stolen her heart.
She pulled back from her parents, a small smile on her lips, and wiped the evidence of her slight breakdown from her cheeks. Whether or not she’d had her parents’ blessing, she planned to go after Rhodack.
“We leave as soon as the sun goes down.”
The lair wasin an uproar as Fae and gargoyles prepared to go after Rhodack. Taking the clan leader as hostage was a direct act of war against the gargoyle nation.
Rina rode the elevator, heading toward the roof where gargoyles would be gathering before leaving. Nielsen stood in front of her as if to block any attacks once the doors opened. His massive size took up much of the elevator and would prevent anything from striking her. She let him do what he wanted, knowing it would just lead to an argument as he was carrying out orders to protect her.
She breathed in deeply, pushing down her nervousness, and glanced down at her attire. She was ready for battle. Her pants and tunic resembled that of a Fae warrior, but unlike them, she wouldn’t need weapons. Combat boots covered her small feet, laced up to her calf muscles.
She would rely on her powers.
She hadn’t wielded any form of a sword since she was younger, and those had been little and made of plastic.
This situation would call for her to use her fate-given powers.
And use them she would.
“Promise me, Rina. Do not come!”Rhodack’s voice echoed in her head. Of course he wouldn’t want her to come fight for him. Like her father, he’d prefer for her to sit back in the lair and wait for Vikuth and his men to rescue him.
But she refused to sit back when she knew she’d be better served helping in the fight between gargoyles and necromancers.
Fae had fought necromancers, and the gargoyles would need them.
The doors to the elevator opened. A slight breeze filled the car, and she followed behind Nielsen after he exited. She moved from behind him and walked toward Vikuth who was in his gargoyle from. All of the gargoyle warriors were in their beast form. She turned to find Nielsen had joined his clansmen and had shifted.
“Vikuth,” she murmured and came to stand before him.
The gargoyles around him all nodded toward her.
They respected her.
“My lady, I still think this is a bad idea. Rhodack will have my balls if something happens to you,” he stated.
