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Chapters (51)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Map
  4. Part One
  5. 1
  6. 2
  7. 3
  8. 4
  9. 5
  10. 6
  11. Part Two
  12. 7
  13. 8
  14. 9
  15. 10
  16. 11
  17. 12
  18. Part Three
  19. 13
  20. 14
  21. 15
  22. 16
  23. 17
  24. 18
  25. 19
  26. 20
  27. Part Four
  28. 21
  29. 22
  30. 23
  31. 24
  32. Part Five
  33. 25
  34. 26
  35. 27
  36. 28
  37. 29
  38. 30
  39. 31
  40. Part Six
  41. 32
  42. 33
  43. 34
  44. 35
  45. 36
  46. 37
  47. Acknowledgments
  48. About the Author
  49. Books by Amy Ewing
  50. Back Ad
  51. About the Publisher

He set his pale eyes on Agnes and she felt her stomach swoop. “She wants you, Agnes. She has a plan that was left unfinished with Alethea’s death. So my advice to you would be: run. Go to another island, go back to Kaolin, go anywhere but where she wants you to be.”

“But . . .” Agnes blinked. “I can’t leave. And I won’t go back to Kaolin, not ever. My brother, Leo, he’s been taken by the Triumvirate along with a friend who needs my help. She has to get to Braxos, and not for the reason everyone else is trying to find it. She’s . . . she’s different, she’s special, and I promised that I’d get her there and I can’t abandon her or my brother, not now, not ever.”

Matthias was quiet. “There is so much of her in your words,” he said at last. “You say you need to get to Braxos to help a friend? Not for riches or glory?”

Agnes nodded. “I don’t care about any of that.”

Matthias stood.

“Then there is something you need to see.”

17

Sera

SERA BATHED IN A LARGE COPPER TUB SIMILAR TO THE one she had used in Agnes’s dwelling.

She was so grateful to be off Rahel’s ship, to be free of her cabin prison. The three days without Leo had been full of anxiety and fear and exhaustion. She’d hoped perhaps that Leela might speak to her again, but the moonstone had remained frustratingly quiet. Whatever Rahel had told her Misarros about Sera seeing her memories, it had definitely frightened them—the only time she had human contact was when a Misarro would bring food for her, and even then they never fully came into the cabin, just slid a plate through the door, like she might hurt them.

So much had happened so quickly and she was only just beginning to appreciate it all now that she was no longer headed to the Triumvirate. She could speak Pelagan! And see memories without sharing her own. Sera itched to try this newfound self blood bond again, but a deep part of her knew that this power should not be taken lightly.

The moonstone was cool in her hand now, at odds with the warm bathwater. She wished she could have seen her mothers as well as Leela, or some part of her City that wasn’t strange and glowing and new, the City that she had known all her life. She remembered what her purple mother had said to her, the day after she was chosen to be sacrificed.

As long as the stars burn in the sky, I will love you.