The Stolen Throne by Abigail Owen

The Stolen Throne by Abigail Owen

Author:Abigail Owen
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC
Published: 2023-02-08T03:42:44+00:00


46

Come Find Me

When she’s gone, I flop against the pillows lining the pit in the water, gazing up at the stars. What seems like forever ago, I used to lie in my room in our hovel and watch my star in the sky from my window. When I was really lucky, I could lie in the dunes in the desert at night and be enchanted by the blanket of starlight overhead.

Who knew a small part of me would someday long to return to that time? Simpler days when the balance of the dominions didn’t rest on my shoulders.

I pick up my amulet and look into it.

“I know you’re stuck in there and probably can’t do anything about it,” I say to the goddess slumbering inside. “But if you could see your way to no more surprises or revelations for me for at least fifty years, I would really appreciate it.”

No answer, of course.

With a sigh, I drop it and return my gaze to the skies. “Or maybe bring my Shadowraith to me?” I whisper. I could use his face right now. Even if seeing him hurts.

I stare out into the darkness. I’m not in trouble, so I doubt he’ll hear me. I talk to him anyway. It’s all I have left.

“I miss you. So much. We may not be separated by distance, but we’re apart all the same. It feels even worse than when I was trapped in the palace. And I get that we barely had time to form any feelings for each other, but I miss the stupidest things anyway. Like how you deal with my sarcasm. Or the way you light up when you smile. But mostly, I just want to hold your hand and tell you things.”

Things like how afraid I am. I don’t like to admit that to the others. But to him…

A tendril of sensation suddenly unfurls across the scar in my side, and shadows rise and swirl around me, obscuring my sight. But these aren’t mean shadows. These are warm and comforting, and when they fade away, I’m still in my water garden hideaway, but Reven is, too. Standing before me, his back to the fire.

And…um…he’s scowling. “I felt your anger, but I didn’t know where you went.” He hurls the words at me like an accusation.

My anger? Oh. Probably because of Omma. “I—”

“You shouldn’t have left the tower alone.”

“I know, but—”

“Then I heard you whisper to me the way I used to. Like the Vanished.”

I sit up straighter at that. He heard me? How much? The darkness is only supposed to carry desperate pleas for help, right? Am I so broken that I don’t even know when I’m desperate?

“You scared the shit out of me.” And when I scare him, the Shadows get worse.

I’m on my feet in a hurry. I want to wrap my arms around his middle, hold him tight, but he won’t allow that. “I’m sorry.”

“You’re going to age me prematurely, Mereneith Evangeline.”

“I didn’t mean to this time.”

“So all those others were on purpose?”

“Not on purpose, exactly.



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