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Honestly, I’ht Even if the van was the most basic model, it was a complicated piece of tech, and tech screith a fae’s powers

They call what they do aic Almost all fae are able to manipulate the atmosphere--that’s how they create fissures between our worlds Others can create illusions, ani objects, suppress sound, control the eleies, they do in the Real is, because of huics have becoli and eered That’s part of the reason why the Court is at ith the rebels Aren and his people ignore the laws against bringing hu Atroth has to take action to protect the fae’sparty Oddly, I’m more annoyed than afraid Maybe it’s shock Maybe it’s foolishness Oron a wooden bench a few paces to ht with his boots propped on top of the porch rail He’s on the "use h he hasn’t said a word in an--I figure his vote has to weigh more than the others’ I hope it does, at least

Lena says soo quiet Seconds tick by As the silence stretches, lish, laying a silver-eyed glare on athers in hten, ready to run, but nobody n A majority may have voted to kill me, but maybe no one wants to do the deed

The scowl on Lena’s pretty face deepens She unsheathes a dagger from the leather scabbard at her hip, climbs the porch steps, and holds the weapon out toward Aren "It needs to be done"

She doesn’t have the guts to do it herself I think she’s a coward for that, but I’m also relieved Maybe these people do have soine it’s a hell of a lot harder killing soht; not toThe Court wouldn’t do this

Aren doesn’t look like he’s going to accept the dagger He’s still lounged back on the bench, his arms folded across his chest, his eyes locked on me I return his stare while I ith the rest of the fae for his decision

He takes his boots off the rail, leans forward My heart drops when his gaze shifts to the weapon in Lena’s hand

No Surely this is a ploy He isn’t going to killRight? Right?

When he takes the dagger, I dig

"Sure you don’t want to read the shadows for us?" Aren asks None of his usualto kill me if I don’t do what he wants

"Trade me," I blurt out

He cocks his head to the side and his eyes leave mine to travel slowly down to s at the corner of his mouth