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Fresh snowflakes stung ed Blooest Tralla horses in Doldastaly quick, and his heavy hooves plowed through the snow as he raced beside the stone walls that surrounded the town
My head had begun throbbing again—a dull pain that radiated out froht tenore it, the same way I had any tiripped Bloohter
Late last night, Ridley Dresden and I had arrived back hoh we’d been released from our duties since the mission was declared complete, I would hardly call it over Konstantin Black had escaped, and the Queen we’d gone to find was still unaccounted for
All the royals were resigned to the fact that Queen Linnea Biâelse was probably dead, most likely killed before Ridley and I had even arrived in Storvatten, so none of the Queen’s brother-in-law, Prince Kennet Biâelse, had seen us out, and he seee ourselves too harshly
In the lass walls shaped to look like waves encircling us, Kennet had stood with Ridley and me by the door
“I’ized once more before we departed
“You did all you could” Kennet stared down at hed heavily, ills just below his jaw flutter
Then he took one ofit warmly in both of his While I was surprised by the heat and strength of his large hands encircling ister it The failure of the ht and defeated, and after the previous night’s attack
“Don’t be too hard on yourself, Bryn,” Kennet said in a voice like rolling thunder “You’re better than you give yourself credit for”
“We should get going,” Ridley interjected, “if ant to htfall”
“Yes, of course” Kennet so I tried to smile back at him, but I couldn’t muster it in my current state
Ridley had the front door open for lass, Kennet called after us, “I hope to see you again You’re both alelcome here”
I said nothing in reply, because I had no intention of ever returning to Storvatten or to that palace With no sign of Linnea or Konstantin, there would be no reason for me to ever come back
When we’d left Storvatten, my memory of Konstantin Black’s escape from the prison was still a bit of a blur My head injury made it difficult foreon
Ridley had scoured Konstantin’s cell before we left Storvatten, hoping to find a few hairs or a bit of cloth that he could use to track hi before he’d become a traitor to the Kanin, he’d been a tracker He kne our world worked, so he hadn’t left a trace of hi it ione