When he was done, he released my neck, and I tumbled to the ground, landing in a pile.
He stood over me, staring down with disdain. “Remember my message to King Lore.”
Hate filled me, more vicious than I’d ever known. This had been his trap all along, and I’d fallen right into it.
He disappeared in a cloud of dark smoke, and I lay there, panting.
He was just…gone.
Shock made my head buzz. Vusario had been behind this all along, and I’d never realized. He’d somehow manipulated the entire situation—manipulated me—and now I was locked up in prison, and he’d run off with my deadly magic.
How the hell had I misread the situation so badly?
I shivered. I was surrounded by stone cell walls, an ominous reminder that I was trapped. Powerless. And Vusario walked free.
I dragged myself upright, leaning against the wall. I might be helpless right now, but I wouldn’t be for long. I’d find a way out of this, and Vusario would regret the day he’d decided to steal my magic. Whatever he was planning, I would stop him.
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That’s it for now! A Crown of Starlight, the next （and final） story, will be here in July, so keep a lookout.
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Acknowledgments
Thank you, Ben, for everything. There would be no books without you.
Thank you to Jena O’Connor and Lexi George for your excellent editing. The book is immensely better because of you! And thank you Susie and Aisha for your eagle eyes with finding errors, I appreciate you both so much.