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bay,” Casteel said, making it clear he was not asking for

their permission. “Once we meet with the Blood Crown and

have their answer, then we can reconvene and discuss

whether or not you feel that you can give any of them a

second chance. But we haven’t crossed that bridge yet, and

we have no intention to burn it before we do.”

“I have innumerable reasons for why I want to see the

Ascended killed,” a female Atlantian stated. Her sandcolored

skin was without a trace of wrinkles and her brown

hair was free of any gray or white. I believed her name to be

Josahlynn. “But I only need one. My husband and son died in

that war.”

My heart clenched. “I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.” Her chest rose with a deep

breath. “As the rest of you know, I’ve been on the fence

about what to do. If we can prevent more husbands and

wives, sons and daughters from dying, we should.”

There were many nods of agreement, but Lady Cambria

leaned forward, resting her arm on the table. “But it is far

too dangerous for you two to be the ones to meet with the

Blood Crown. You are the King and Queen—our Liessa.

Someone else should be sent in your place. I will gladly go.”

“As will I,” Sven announced, and so did many others.

I felt Kieran’s wry amusement the moment our gazes

touched. “Neither of us will ask any of you to do what we

are not willing to risk ourselves,” I said. “Plus, it will be far

safer for us than it will be for any of you. The Blood Crown

does not want us dead.”

“We will also enter the city before we’re expected,”

Casteel explained. “Giving us time to see what they may

have in store for us.”

“And who set up this meeting?” Ambrose asked.

I braced myself. “My brother, who was Ascended.”

As expected, this created several outbursts and

questions. Once they quieted, I explained who Ian was to

me, and that even if we shared no blood, he was still my

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