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“It helps with morning sickness, too, so I should drink it.” It made sense, since I’d already been drinking it, though it made me more susceptible to Malvolia, should she try to kill me—a very real possibility, given the state of her mind.

Helian stopped pacing long enough to say to me, “Shiri can use her siren to stop the demons. Then you can turn them to ash after your magic comes in.”

I shared a worried look with my sister. “It could work.”

Ash let out a low wolf’s growl. “If the demon mistress doesn’t wipe Shiri’s memories first.”

Chapter Five

Tari

Helian led me and Ashbeyond the stables to the holding cell where they were keeping Enso. I was startled by a loud squawk overhead, but then Bea clumsily landed not far from us with an excited honk.

A stable boy gave a sharp whistle, waving to her, then stopped when he noticed us, his cheeks flushing. “I’m sorry, Your Highness. I didn’t see you,” he said as he bowed. “I was about to feed the wyverns supper.”

The boy looked part Fae, part human, with short blond hair and thin, pale wings that draped behind his back like tattered sails. I doubted the wings worked, or if they did, I doubted they could take him far.

“That’s okay,” I said with a smile. “Thank you for taking care of them.”

He shrugged. “With Mortimus gone, I had no other winged beasts to feed. I have a touch of green magic, so I can speak to most animals.”

He walked up to Bea, rubbing her flank as if they were old friends.

“What’s your name?” I asked the boy.

He looked at me as if he’d been struck mute. “Harry,” he answered, “but most people call me Falcon.”

“Well, Falcon, you seem to have a way with animals. Can I trust Bea in your care?”

“Bea?” He arched a brow while scratching the wyvern’s side. “You mean Freya?”

Now it was my turn to blush, for I’d forgotten her real name was Freya. I’d named her Bea before I’d known she already had a name. I exchanged a look with my mates.He has a better relationship with my wyvern than I do, I projected to them.

It’s okay.Helian squeezed my shoulder.You have Isa now.

Freya closed her eyes, purring when I rubbed her snout, making me regret that I’d forgotten about her. “I’m sorry, girl,” I whispered.

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