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My mates spewed their fire and lightning at Lysandra, but the dragon magic couldn’t penetrate the walls of the smoke and darkness. It was just like what had happened in the golden palace in the castle.
All the dragons instantly landed before me, forming walls around me, knowing the smoke would pierce their scales and erode their flesh.
Lysandra laughed with chilling menace. “Now die with all of the dragons, Princess Daisy Danaenyth, as it is the will ofthequeen.”
CHAPTER 22
The black witch was referring to the Fae Queen—my evil aunt—who wanted me dead more than anything.
A spectrum of dark blue light flared before me, shoving back the hissing smoke.
“I wouldn’t bet on that, black witch,” a beautiful, masculine voice purred before Elvey materialized.
Another flash, and Rosalinda landed beside him. She held a bloody, battered man. The middle-aged man buckled on his knees, seemingly unable to support his weight, but Rosalinda hurled him up and let him lean against her.
“Just a little longer,” she told him, and the man nodded, gray eyes burning with rage and exhaustion.
I blinked. Elvey always appeared when one least expected him, but I was more than happy to see him and appreciated his aide.
The dark blue light besieged the smoke entity, forming a force field to trap Lysandra. The smoke snarled in madness and kept attacking the blue light. The two kinds of magic wrestled fiercely and brutally against each other.
“I can’t hold her forever, Daisy darling, but I can buy you a little time,” Elvey said, eyeing me with delight, even though his face strained from the effort of containing the enemy’s magic. “You look good in a dragon crown.”
My princes growled at him, not at the crown part, but at his endearment of me.
I arched an eyebrow. Really? Now?
“You!” Lysandra threw a string of curses at Elvey. I hadn’t known the queen-wannabe had such a foul mouth.
Elvey smirked. “Me. I know. I have that kind of effect on people. Can’t help being likable. I’m a friendly guy.” His eyes didn’t leave the witch as he kept battling her, but he addressed me. “Now is the time to send out your White Light, Daisy dearest. They’re under the influence of her spell. Your Light, the best weapon against any mind manipulation, will break her hold on the crowd of the human sheep and wolves alike.”
“I’ve been practicing it nonstop, but it’s not as easy as you think—” I said just as my White Light trailed out. I sighed. Maybe the Fae magic just needed my Fae mate to be around.
The Light speared out like waves, touching every mind on the rooftop. I watched dark veils drop before the crowd’s eyes like filthy, shredded sheets and the black claws gripping their minds dissipated.
The crowd gasped, as if just awaking, and for the first time, could think for themselves. They staggered when they were suddenly free. Evidently, they’d been in the witch’s grasp for a long time. But not everyone was used to, or appreciated, having freedom.
Some of them slumbered back into their seats, looking sad, angry, and lost.
A great deal of them still hated the dragons just the same.
Lysandra screamed at Elvey. “You’ve just dug your own fucking grave, Lord Elvey! The queen will see to it and drag you to hell.”
“Been there and back,” Elvey said mildly. “But I’m on vacation now, witch.”
“It won’t last! Today is your last fucking vacation, you dick!” Lysandra shouted.
My heart pounded painfully at the threat. It wasn’t an empty one.
Elvey smiled merrily and coldly at the same time. “Then I’m going to enjoy every minute of it.”
“What’s going on?” the crowd asked each other in confusion, some pointing at the beat-up man Rosalinda had brought in. “Isn’t that Mr. Kerry Clifford, the former mayor? He disappeared one evening. What happened to him? Who tortured him?”
The man struggled from Rosalinda’s hold and straightened himself in dignity. “I’m Kerry Clifford, the mayor of the City of Amethyst.” He stabbed a finger at Lysandra. “The black witch tortured me for two months! She tormented and killed many others who were strong enough to resist her spells and disagreed with her rule. Those who were killed included Alex Harte, the mayor of the City of Chrysocolla. We do not accept the bullshit that any race is superior than any other races. So, the witch Lysandra and her Humans Superior and First cult marked us as the dragon lovers and regarded us as a threat to her reign. She and her minions kidnapped us. While she tortured us inhumanly, from our pain, she gleaned more power for her dark magic.”
A few gasps sounded from the middle of the crowd.
Yet the others shouted, “You have no proof!”
