He flinched away from her, as if she’d burned him. His eyes blackened as they met hers.
“Never touch me again.”
Rune shrank back, feeling something wither inside her.
But why should she cower? He was the one who’d tricked her into falling in love with him. He was the one consumed by hate. He was the one handing her over to be slaughtered.
Rune straightened. “That’s right. I am engaged to him. Your brother is twice the man you’ll ever be.”
The hurt in his eyes was unmistakable.
“You know what?” Stepping close, he took her hand and shoved the ring onto her finger. “Keep it.”
For some strange reason, the gesture made Rune want to burst into tears.
“We’re done here,” he said, brushing past her. “Arrest the Crimson Moth.”
She watched him walk away, the soldiers parting before him. Watched the door slam as he trod outside, leaving her at the mercy of witch hunters.
As if he couldn’t bear to breathe the same air as her for another second.
FIFTY-SIX
GIDEON
GIDEON SMASHED RUNE’S VIAL on the cobbles, watching the rain wash the blood away.
He couldn’t stop thinking about his mother’s ring on that chain around her neck. A ring he’d given Alex for safekeeping.
Alex had proposed to Rune. And Rune had accepted him.
You are a fucking fool, he told himself as he mounted his horse.
Of course none of it had meant anything. Of course he didn’t mean anything. Not to her. It was all a game, and though he supposed he’d won in the end, somehow, he’d still come out with nothing.
She’d chosen Alex.
And who wouldn’t?
Your brother is twice the man you’ll ever be.
The words turned Gideon’s heart to stone.
Why did it even matter? She was the Crimson Moth—a perpetual thorn in his side for two years now. A fucking witch.
He’d been deceived a second time. He’d opened himself up only to be skewered again. He’d believed in the girl Rune pretended to be. He’d allowed himself to hope. To think that maybe they could have something beautiful together. Something good.
Was there some flaw in Gideon that made him so naive? So susceptible to deception?
He ran a hand across his face, swiping off rain droplets. When Laila had finally secured the witch in restraints, shoving her out of his parents’ old shop and dragging her onto a horse, Gideon couldn’t bring himself to look at Rune. He stared straight ahead as he led them through the storm to the center of town, toward the purging platform standing in the main square, where Seraphine’s execution was soon to take place.
Now, a second witch would join her.
Lightning flashed as they arrived, illuminating the beams of the platform. A crowd had already gathered, waiting for the purgings to start.
Gideon tried to harden his pathetic heart against what came next. He should be celebrating his capture of a notorious criminal. This witch had been his obsession for two years. Hunting her down, putting her to death, seeing justice finally done.
She was the reason he got out of bed every morning.
But now that he had her, and justice was at hand, all he felt was hollow.
“Gideon!”
His brother’s voice made his head turn sharply, searching the crowd. He spotted Alex in the distance. Rain plastered his blond hair to his head as he pushed through the bodies.
Gideon swung down from his horse.
“What the hell are you doing?” Alex shouted, drenched with rain.
“What am I doing?”
Alex pushed past Gideon, moving for Rune, who was still mounted on Laila’s horse. “Let her go.”
Gideon grabbed his brother’s lapel and swung him back. “Watch yourself, brother. You’re on dangerous ground.”
Alex glared at him, his normally gentle eyes full of fury. He jabbed his finger in Rune’s direction while the crowd hissed and spat at her. “You’re perfectly fine with this?”
Keeping himself between his brother and the Crimson Moth, Gideon repeated something Bart Wentholt once said: “Someone has to do the dirty work of protecting you from dangerous witches.”
“She’s not a dangerous witch!” Alex shouted in his face. “She’s an innocent girl!”
“Innocent?” Gideon almost laughed. “She’s bewitched you, Alex.”
She’s bewitched us both.
“Would you look at yourself, for once!” Rain ran in rivulets down Alex’s face. “This warped sense of justice is destroying you!” He shook his head, sending droplets flying. “You’re about to murder the girl I love. Don’t you see how messed up that is?”