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Valafar s eyes dragged from me to Grampa. How did you recover so fast?
My granddaughter and her amazing capacity to love. Grampa flashed a triumphant smile. The entire time you were lying to her about who she is
and her destiny, she stayed linked with me. While you drain powers, she replenishes. Ironic, isn t it?
I healed them? No wonder I felt woozy and fatigued just before Valafar teleported me to the cave. Bran? I whispered.
He s okay, Hsia reassured me.
Valafar s gaze flickered to me, longing in his eyes before they turned hard. I only want what s best for her, Falcon.
You want to use her, Grampa retorted.
You said we should let her choose, your side or mine. She chose to come with me.
To save my life and that of the boy she loves, while professing her choice to remain a Guardian no matter where she lived.
I listened in shock. Grampa heard everything? And how could he ever think I d want to choose between him and Valafar?
Valafar yanked his sword from the scabbard. The matte black blade had a serrated edge. The evil eyes of the flying raven at the hilt reflected the
light and glowed red. He stepped forward and pointed the sword at Grampa. She s my daughter and I must protect her. I will not let you stand in my
way.
Grampa widened his stance, but he didn t draw his sword. You re a hypocrite. Protect her from what? Nothing and no one has ever been a threat to
her except you.
Coronis will not rest until she owns her and the dagger.
Grampa shook his head. So that s your plan? Secure your position by handing her over to Coronis?
You know nothing of my plans, Valafar bellowed. I will protect her from Coronis, something you can t do while chasing soul-reapers. Isn t that how I
got to your daughter and wife? You weren t there to protect them.
Grampa went silent. Only a fool never learns from his mistakes. You ll not take anything from me again, Valafar. We know what s happening here
on the island, the power struggle between nature-benders and Coronis raven-heads. As head of the security, you re caught in the midst of it.
Handing over Lil and the dagger would make all the difference.
You re wasting my time, old man. Now that I know Lil s alive, you can t keep me from her. Never. Valafar s voice was soft, yet the vow in his words
chilled my bones.
I pulled the dagger from the sheath around my waist, gripped it hard. Take it, Grampa.
He spoke without looking at me. I can t. It chose you. It s yours now. Valafar and I will come to an understanding then we ll go home. Go join the
trainees. He looked at Seth and nodded. Seth, Moira and Janelle dematerialized.
Where did they go? I asked Hsia, trying not to panic.
Her grip tightened around me. To get Bran s sister. Gavyn s waiting for them. Come along now.
No, I need to be here in case Grampa needs me or the dagger. I shoved at her hands.
No, Lil. Your grandfather is capable of dealing with Valafar. Before I could say another word, she teleported with me to where I d left Valafar
earlier, at the entrance of the cave. Stay here, she ordered then disappeared.
Lil, Izzy yelled out, drawing my attention.
The trainees swarmed around me, smothering me with hugs. Someone touched my arm. Another patted my back, my hair.
We thought you were a goner, Kim said.
That was a crazy thing you did, Sykes added.
Foolish but brave, Remy added. Is that it?
I didn t answer him. My eyes had found Bran. He stood still as a statue, the only movement his smoldering emerald eyes. He still wore the same
bloody shirt and dried blood smudged his face.
It is. I pressed the hilt of Xenia s dagger in Remy s hand, pushed passed him and the other trainees.
Bran jerked as though prodded. He met me halfway, locked his arms around me and held tight. He smelled of blood and sweat, but I didn t care. I
thought I d never see you again.
But you swore you d find me, no matter how many years it took, he teased, his voice husky.
I leaned back and looked into his eyes. He heard me, including my confession of love. My face warmed. I don t understand how you heard me.
When I left, you were
Zonked out but healing, thanks to you. I tried to stop you several times, but you wouldn t let me go. You just wouldn t let go. He sounded amazed.
Was the tug I felt his doing? I d thought it was Valafar. I reached up and touched his face. The bruises were healed. The weirdest thing is I had no
idea I was doing anything.
He frowned. That makes it worse.
How?
With our matched energies and my weakened state, I could have drained all your energy. Without psi energy, your powers would disappear.
I shrugged. I felt a little weak
You did? When? Did it hurt?
No, and I still have my powers.
He scowled harder. You sure?
How do you think I got the dagger? Besides, it restored me. I understood the reason for his distress. He thought he broke the promise he made to
me weeks ago about never taking my powers. What you took, I gave willingly. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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Valafar s eyes dragged from me to Grampa. How did you recover so fast?
My granddaughter and her amazing capacity to love. Grampa flashed a triumphant smile. The entire time you were lying to her about who she is
and her destiny, she stayed linked with me. While you drain powers, she replenishes. Ironic, isn t it?
I healed them? No wonder I felt woozy and fatigued just before Valafar teleported me to the cave. Bran? I whispered.
He s okay, Hsia reassured me.
Valafar s gaze flickered to me, longing in his eyes before they turned hard. I only want what s best for her, Falcon.
You want to use her, Grampa retorted.
You said we should let her choose, your side or mine. She chose to come with me.
To save my life and that of the boy she loves, while professing her choice to remain a Guardian no matter where she lived.
I listened in shock. Grampa heard everything? And how could he ever think I d want to choose between him and Valafar?
Valafar yanked his sword from the scabbard. The matte black blade had a serrated edge. The evil eyes of the flying raven at the hilt reflected the
light and glowed red. He stepped forward and pointed the sword at Grampa. She s my daughter and I must protect her. I will not let you stand in my
way.
Grampa widened his stance, but he didn t draw his sword. You re a hypocrite. Protect her from what? Nothing and no one has ever been a threat to
her except you.
Coronis will not rest until she owns her and the dagger.
Grampa shook his head. So that s your plan? Secure your position by handing her over to Coronis?
You know nothing of my plans, Valafar bellowed. I will protect her from Coronis, something you can t do while chasing soul-reapers. Isn t that how I
got to your daughter and wife? You weren t there to protect them.
Grampa went silent. Only a fool never learns from his mistakes. You ll not take anything from me again, Valafar. We know what s happening here
on the island, the power struggle between nature-benders and Coronis raven-heads. As head of the security, you re caught in the midst of it.
Handing over Lil and the dagger would make all the difference.
You re wasting my time, old man. Now that I know Lil s alive, you can t keep me from her. Never. Valafar s voice was soft, yet the vow in his words
chilled my bones.
I pulled the dagger from the sheath around my waist, gripped it hard. Take it, Grampa.
He spoke without looking at me. I can t. It chose you. It s yours now. Valafar and I will come to an understanding then we ll go home. Go join the
trainees. He looked at Seth and nodded. Seth, Moira and Janelle dematerialized.
Where did they go? I asked Hsia, trying not to panic.
Her grip tightened around me. To get Bran s sister. Gavyn s waiting for them. Come along now.
No, I need to be here in case Grampa needs me or the dagger. I shoved at her hands.
No, Lil. Your grandfather is capable of dealing with Valafar. Before I could say another word, she teleported with me to where I d left Valafar
earlier, at the entrance of the cave. Stay here, she ordered then disappeared.
Lil, Izzy yelled out, drawing my attention.
The trainees swarmed around me, smothering me with hugs. Someone touched my arm. Another patted my back, my hair.
We thought you were a goner, Kim said.
That was a crazy thing you did, Sykes added.
Foolish but brave, Remy added. Is that it?
I didn t answer him. My eyes had found Bran. He stood still as a statue, the only movement his smoldering emerald eyes. He still wore the same
bloody shirt and dried blood smudged his face.
It is. I pressed the hilt of Xenia s dagger in Remy s hand, pushed passed him and the other trainees.
Bran jerked as though prodded. He met me halfway, locked his arms around me and held tight. He smelled of blood and sweat, but I didn t care. I
thought I d never see you again.
But you swore you d find me, no matter how many years it took, he teased, his voice husky.
I leaned back and looked into his eyes. He heard me, including my confession of love. My face warmed. I don t understand how you heard me.
When I left, you were
Zonked out but healing, thanks to you. I tried to stop you several times, but you wouldn t let me go. You just wouldn t let go. He sounded amazed.
Was the tug I felt his doing? I d thought it was Valafar. I reached up and touched his face. The bruises were healed. The weirdest thing is I had no
idea I was doing anything.
He frowned. That makes it worse.
How?
With our matched energies and my weakened state, I could have drained all your energy. Without psi energy, your powers would disappear.
I shrugged. I felt a little weak
You did? When? Did it hurt?
No, and I still have my powers.
He scowled harder. You sure?
How do you think I got the dagger? Besides, it restored me. I understood the reason for his distress. He thought he broke the promise he made to
me weeks ago about never taking my powers. What you took, I gave willingly. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]