Page 88 of Polestar
Having humans here—outsiders here — was what pushed him to banish Magnus.He was so paranoid about allowing anyone in.And now they were crawling with outsiders.
I guess he saw reason.
But not about me, apparently?
I’m still condemned to the mercy of execution.
Magnus dropped his head, shoulders bowed.The chains scraped on the stone floor.
He distrusts me so deeply, he would see me dead.
How did I fail him so badly?
He lifted his head, leveling his gaze at Elias.
Ulla has won.She has everything she could ever want or hope to have.She has my son.My father.The regency.The power to implement human comforts.
What’s left?
Only direct rule.
Ice slid down his spine.
She wouldn’t… would she?
No.She wouldn’t.She at least had enough brains to understand that Barentians would rip her a part if she dared try to take it—even if something were to happen to Elias…
“What?Why are you staring at me like that?”
Magnus blinked.
He came here to find out how Aksel had ended up beaten to the edge of death, on a trafficker ship, with a tattooed sigil.And Havard, his father’s personal guard.
Ulla had practically confessed to giving Ana over to them.
So this base that Elias mentioned had to be their center of operations.Hadn’t it?
How far will she take this?
Does she want to rule Barentia herself, or destroy it?
“Father?”
“You shouldn’t stay here.”
“Mother doesn’t know—.”
“Barentia.You shouldn’t stay in Barentia.You’re not safe here.”
Elias’ gaze turned suspicious.“Are you insinuating that I can’t trust Mother?”
Careful Magnus.
“You can’t trust her friends.”
“They’re nothing.We’re polar bears.They’re powerless against us.”
Sounds like something Ulla would say.
