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She knew that.
“I don’t know how to do this,” I said, swallowing thickly. “But I will, though the blood king…”
“He will return, so no one knows you are leaving. Just you.” Sharp eyes met mine, a command in them. “And me.”
I was to take myself. I was to shift and fly.
Nodding, I took her hand. “I will do this for you, but you must eat.” Her eyes rolled. “Mother,” I said, softer now. “If I have nothing to live for, what’s to stop me from flying across the sea instead?”
I awaited reprimand, a reminder of my duty. Neither arrived.
After long moments of staring at me with a vacancy to her gaze I’d never seen before, she brought my hand to her lips. “You should, honey bee. You should flee and never return.”
We both knew I wouldn’t, so she sat up while I fed her broth-dipped pieces of bread.