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“Congratulations.” Surai flashed a wry smile. “You are now bound as protector to the last true queen of the Noctis.” l
Ravius cawed in what almost sounded like delight, and Haven groaned, sinking into her saddle. One of these days, she would let Stolas know what she thought of their deal. If she ever saw him again.
Despite her current annoyance, a part of her hoped.

Im looking forward to the mischief

And she was supposed to hate it.
The others obviously did. Their faces were grim, their breathing rapid and hands at their weapons. They felt the dark magick permeating the air, but Haven thought it seemed different than the twisted magick inside Spirefall.
It was cold, yes, and eerily sentient. But instead of malevolent, it felt . . . curious.

♡♡♡

She splayed her fingers to grip Archeron’s shoulder and noticed something dark emerge from her hand.
A midnight-black feather, dampened with her sweat.
Stolas.

StolasStolasStolasStolasStolasStolas

And standing alone inside that glorious meadow, she felt her own strange, inexplicable loss.

*sigh* and they didn't even kiss. Alexa, play despacito :')

Giving away his pet? That didn’t bode well for Stolas. Her throat clenched. “Will I ever see you again?”
He held her gaze for what felt like minutes beneath those beautiful, fathomless stars. “Thankfully not. Your dreams will go back to the boring mortal trivialities. Try not to celebrate too hard at my absence.”
She opened her mouth to protest just as he disappeared, a wisp of black smoke evanescing.

noOOOOO

Haven shifted on her feet. “In return?”
“In return, all I ask is for you to find your way to my hidden home inside the Netherworld and take something back with you to Penryth. Keep it safe. Protect it... from itself. Mainly. Although you may need to protect others from it at times."
She clenched her jaw. More cryptic talk. “It?”
His eyes narrowed. “Her.”

omggg?

The dagger Renault had given him was still held firmly between his fingers. He’d been trained for over half his life on how to hold a blade. Yet as she neared, his only thought was pointy side up, Bell.

Those was meant to be the 'xD'

Five items rested inside those broad hands: A glass vial, some type of bone, a golden scale shaped like a teardrop, and what looked to be a dried fruit, perhaps a fig.
And the smooth black tip of... of a horn.
“Queen Morgryth Malythean,” Archeron boomed. “I am Archeron Halfbane, and I present you with the Curseprice.”

Omygod Stolas sacrificed himself like that he's gonna suffer and be tortured and shi

“Traitor!” Archeron bellowed, loud enough for Bjorn to hear even on the other side of the cavern. “I promise you, there will be nowhere safe for you to travel. Nowhere for you to hide. Forever, your name will be known as traitor! And if Surai’s curses don’t kill you, I will.”

Well deserved

“Foolish, stupid girl,” the queen purred. “How could you not recognize the Solis I had steal you from your home years ago? The one who sold you to the Devourer who worships me?”
Haven’s knees buckled, and she barely managed to keep from falling to her knees as the true extent of the betrayal sunk in. “That was . . . that was Bjorn?”

Ohhhhhh my god