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She killed someone.
For the first time, Alana hurt someone on purpose. Deliberately. With clear intent. She ended a life for what?
For the same reason Eldrion ended mine. A display of strength. An attempt to wield power over those around her.
And I cannot see how she can come back from that, now that the ice has started to form in her heart.
I am still thinking about Alana, my thoughts flitting between the way she dragged her blade across Elodie’s throat, and the bruises on Rosalie’s beautiful neck, when I hear movement in the distance.
I look up to see Rosalie’s husband staggering towards me.
He pauses when he reaches the fountain and drops his pants, peeing into the water and sighing with relief.
He turns and looks up at Rosalie’s window. Her lantern still burns. He smirks, adjusts himself in his pants, and sits down on the edge of the basin.
I stand in front of him.
He takes a cigar from his pocket and lights it. When he holds it between his teeth and starts to puff, he shakes his head and laughs. He looks down at his hand. There is a mark on top of it. He mutters, “Little bitch. She hasn’t paid nearly enough of a price for what she did.”
He stands, cigar still in his mouth, and looks again at Rosalie’s room.
I am still in front of him but he is looking straight through me.
He moves forward.
And in that second, I know what I have to do.
I stretch out my arms and summon every ounce of magic in my veins. The fountain stops, the water moves in the wrong direction.
Rosalie’s husband turns to look at it. “What the fuck?” He drops his cigar.
The water surges forward, curls around him, pushes and pulls, and drags him into the basin. Head first. It holds him down, his lower half kicking and struggling.
I do not move.
My magic keeps holding him. His breath shudders in his chest.
Still, I do not move.
Finally, he is still.
He’s no longer breathing.
I stagger backwards.
He is no longer breathing. I killed him. Like Eldrion killed me, like Alana killed the elf.
Except, I did this for Rosalie. To protect her. The man I killed was evil.
I am not like them.
I am not like them.
TWENTY-TWO
Eldrion
As Alana strides back into the castle, I follow her in a daze.
