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  92. By Amanda Hocking

“—and he told me that Eliana, Illaria, and I all share the same mother,” I explained. “Someone called Senka.”

Sarina pursed her lips but didn’t say anything.

“Indu held me captive for a month,” I said, choosing my words very carefully because I was acutely aware of Hanna and Niko listening. “I can’t remember what happened, and I can’t find Eliana. I want to know what’s going on, and I think that you and Johan know something that might help me.”

Sarina lowered her eyes then and put her hand on Johan’s. He watched her with a look of sympathy and absolute adoration.

“I know when you left, we promised to never speak of it again,” he told her softly. “But that was a long, long time ago.”

Her jaw tensed. “It’s about keeping everyone safe.”

“My love,” he said gently. “Ulla wasn’t safe. We can help her, and we might be able to help her sisters.”

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “I knew Indu and I knew Senka. In another life.” When she opened her eyes again, she couldn’t mask the pain, and she gripped tightly onto her husband’s hand. “Before I left with Johan, I lived in Áibmoráigi. I was a thrimavolk, one of the daughters of the Älvolk.”

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“The name given to me by my father was Rinatte Freya Somdottir,” Sarina said with a strange resignation on her face, like she always knew one day she’d have to say her given name again but it still left a bitter taste in her mouth.

I didn’t like that it pained her to tell me, but I had to know the truth. Especially since others might still be in trouble, like Eliana and Bekk and her daughter, Juno.

“I never knew my mother, but she was from Isarna and I suspected she was Trylle,” Sarina went on. “My father was Som Kerrson, an Älvolk like his father and his father before him, and he was one of the young men that had been energized by the new leadership that focused on the teachings of Frey.

“As a mere thrimavolk, I wasn’t privy to all of the machinations of the Älvolk,” she said with a sneer. “But I knew enough. Throughout their history, the Älvolk were mostly peaceful, preferring to keep to themselves and protect their secrets and treasures.

“Áibmoráigi and the Bridge of Dimma are sacred to them, even in their ruination, and they want to protect what they have left,” Sarina said. “That was all they truly cared about, until the young men embraced the wicked tenets of the Freyarian leaders, partaking in blodseider magick and helifiske. The latter was how the thrimavolk numbers quadrupled in a single generation.”

“What are thrimavolk?” Hanna asked.

Niko had apparently grown bored and fallen asleep, his head lolling against the crook of her arm.