Page 41 of Stolen Crown


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“Casja said he made Lord Merick kill him,” Brigid replied. “To save his children.”

I nodded. That sounded like King Duncan.

“And Kieran went to save Fiona,” I said.

“Yes,” Brigid explained.

“And Casja?” I asked. “She came to the camp?”

“She did,” Brigid she said. “You should’ve seen her! Apparently, she saved herself from the dungeon and escaped with Lady Xira.”

“Lady Xira?” I asked. “I thought Casja hated her.”

“She definitely doesn’t,” Brigid replied, her smirk telling me there was more to the story. “In fact, the opposite might be true.”

Dearen was smirking too, but Brigid’s gaze darted toward Muir and I knew not to ask more questions until we were alone.

As though Muir felt it, he cleared his throat and met my eyes.

“I should leave you to talk in private,” he said. “Let me know if you need anything.”

“Thank you, Muir,” I said, nodding as he bowed.

“What was that all about?” I asked the others once he left the tent. “Why did he just bow?”

“They think of you as their leader,” Brigid said.

“Why would they do that?” I asked.

Brigid gave me an incredulous look.

“You saved them,” she simply said.

“The monsters folk think of themselves as a new kind of fae,” Dearen explained. “Neither Seelie or Unseelie... So that means they need a new leader to rule them.”

“No, they don’t,” I said. “That means they can be free.”

There was a short pause in which the two of them exchanged a quick glance.

“How did you wake up?” Brigid changed the subject.

“Apparently, my mother came to wake me up,” I replied.

“How did she know where to find you?” Dearen asked as Brigid shrieked with surprise.

I hadn’t thought of that.

“I don’t know,” I replied.

“She is your real mother?” Brigid asked. “Are you sure?”

I was. But it was only a feeling.

“No,” I replied.

“If she’s lying,” Dearen said. “We should find out how she found us.”

I nodded.

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