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Chapters (50)
  1. The Plan Commences
  2. Table of Contents
  3. The Grieving
  4. The Mortal Blow
  5. The New Queen
  6. The Marital Bed
  7. The Trembling
  8. The Reinforcements
  9. The Vision
  10. The Setback
  11. The Incomplete Circle
  12. The Game
  13. The Gale
  14. The Plan
  15. The Splendor
  16. The Breakfast
  17. The Formidables
  18. The Sisterhood
  19. The Allies
  20. The Discipline
  21. The Significance
  22. The Patra
  23. The Doors
  24. The Finnie
  25. The Final Choice
  26. The Worth
  27. The Chalk
  28. The Unicorns
  29. The Dance
  30. The Vows
  31. The Enchantments
  32. The Surprise
  33. The Trick
  34. The Confrontation
  35. The Honesty
  36. The Kiss
  37. The Call
  38. The Decision
  39. The Duo
  40. The Wrongs
  41. The New Advisor
  42. The Welcome
  43. The Pet
  44. The Sacred Horn
  45. The Decryption
  46. The Royal Wedding
  47. The Plan Commences
  48. About the Author
  49. Books by Kristen Ashley
  50. Connect with Kristen Ashley

He needed to cast a spell. Any spell. Some distraction, so he could get his bearings and find a way to leave this place.

He had no idea if he could move, but he would it if it meant escape.

“We’ve decided to wait,” she shared. “You foolishly notified everyone up there that he has roused, annoying him with your ‘rituals.’ They must come to think this idiotic prophecy has been fulfilled and it will keep them safe. So we will wait.”

He felt her get nearer to him before she spoke on.

“I had wanted to take their vengeance. Those women you violated. Those women you slaughtered. Giving him use of your flesh as many times as your people took their flesh. But we can’t wait that long. Violating you thirty-two thousand times would take years. It might take centuries.”

He released a hand to start to draw in the dirt, the beginnings of a spell.

“Don’t be stupid,” she murmured, and he could tell she was drifting away from him. “Do you think your magic works here? The merfolk have bound him and bound his magic. I can sink to his lair, and I can rise to the surface, and take him with me, or the girls, but we don’t know how. He’s been powerless for millennia. Until me.”

“We were only doing what—”

All of a sudden, her hand snaked out and caught him by the jaw.

She forced his neck into a painful twist so he would look at her.

She was crouching behind him.

“Don’t,” she snapped. “There is no excuse for what you’ve done. There are no words you can speak. Do you think its these rituals that roused him? How bloody man of you. They had nothing to do with it.”

“Wh-what did?”

She pushed him off and his cheek struck stone.

“It was time. He wakes, he sleeps. He wakes, he sleeps. It’s just that he sleeps for over a thousand years. And he needs someone, that someone being me, to bring him to the surface. We’ve had a few forays, just for him to get the lay of the land and for us to recruit some helpers. But our base will remain down here. At least for a spell.”

He carefully began to drag himself away from her, but when her eyes narrowed, he stopped.

“If you can get to the surface, then I have great power up there,” he informed her. “I’m sure I can rise too. I can help you up there. I know people. And you know I know people who serve the Beast. I have connec—”