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“One day I’ll explore Volo and anywhere else my heart takes me,” she said. “But I won’t be away from home for too long.”
They had so many memories to come and so much magic left to craft. They would rebuild their city—their home—and cast charms into the air and tricks onto the streets, reveling in the wonder that it brought.
They would light up the realms together, one adventure at a time.
Tavia pressed her forehead to Wesley’s. “Can’t have you getting into trouble while I’m gone.”
She felt him laugh against her. “People keep saying that,” Wesley said. “But trouble is fun.”
“I know.”
Tavia pulled away so she could see the full glory of his smile.
“That’s why I’m staying,” she said. “You can’t have all the fun without me.”
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
You’ve reached the end! Now this is the part where you get to read about all the people I love (or the ones that bribed me into putting their names in here).
First off, I have to thank my parents. Literally, have to. They’re forcing me. Help! (Kidding.) Mum, Dad, you guys are more than I could ever have wished for. I’m so happy to have you by my side, championing me whatever I do.
To the rest of my family, who are far too big to name, and far too wonderful for words. And, of course, to Nick, because although times will change, these acknowledgments never will. I love you. You’re not getting in my book.
To Daniel, who insists I named a character after him before we even met. Who makes me laugh every day and who still gives me first-date butterflies, even now. You’re my favorite person. Even if you are the world’s slowest reader.
Thank you to all my friends in the publishing world and outside of it. To Leanne and Becca, as always, for being the best of friends. To Sasha Alsberg, Sarah Glenn Marsh, N.J. Simmonds, Brigid Kemmerer, Melinda Salisbury, Rebecca Kuang, and Tricia Levenseller. And to Siiri, for always bouncing into my life when I need a smile!
And, gosh, all the people that made this book possible!
Emmanuelle, thank you for being the best agent a writer could ask for, and a great friend to boot. Your championing of all my stories, and all the possibilities they could hold, makes me believe anything is possible. And to Whitney, for helping to bring those words to people and countries I’d never have dreamed of.