Page 203 of Storm of Secrets and Sorrow

“No, a Wind Walker.”

“That’s not a thing,” he murmured.

“According to this book, it is,” she tossed back.

Theon leaned over, and she pointed to a word. It was in the Lost Language, and she wasn’t wrong. She’d translated it correctly. He skimmed the passage eagerly, then sat back in disappointment. There was nothing there to help.

“This contends that some descendants of Sefarina could move among the winds like she can. The winds would carry messages and secrets that only they could hear,” Theon said, going back to his own book.

“So some Sefarina Legacy would be able to do this?” Tessa asked.

“In theory, I suppose.”

“What about the wind Fae? Their gifts come from Sefarina too.”

“I don’t know, Tessa,” he sighed.

“And what happens if a Fae has a child with a Legacy?”

“What?” Theon asked, his head snapping to hers.

She sent him a frank look. “It is no secret the Legacy take what they want from the Fae,” she said. “Would those children not technically be more powerful with Legacy and Fae blood?”

“This is why the Fae are given the seasonal contraceptive injections,” Theon answered.

“You cannot tell me it doesn’t happen,” she argued. “And the Faeservingthe Sirana bloodline? If they are required to produce more Fae, they wouldn’t be given the contraceptive injection.”

Theon shifted, not sure how to answer her. “They are carefully controlled.”

She scoffed, drumming her fingers on the tabletop.

“And any…unintended outcomes of a Legacy and Fae are taken care of.”

Her fingers paused in midair.

“The Legacy will not risk such power entering the realm,” Theon went on.

“What if it did?” Katya cut in, her tone telling Theon she was putting something together.

But he shook his head. “No. If the babes do somehow make it to birth, they are not allowed to live.”

“Gods,” Tessa breathed, and he felt a shudder of sad fury down the bond.

“Power is everything to the Legacy.”

“I’m aware,” she said tightly.

“Maybe the Legacy didn’t allow them to live. Maybe it was desperate mothers hiding them among the Fae,” Katya said.

“Then how would we ever know?” Axel asked.

“We do know,” Theon said, catching on to what Katya was getting at. “Or someone figured out how to find them.”

“You think— Mother Cordelia?” Tessa asked in shock.

“It all fits,” Katya said excitedly.

“Not quite all of it,” Theon said. “It still doesn’t explain how it correlates to Tessa.”

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