Total pages in book: 362
Estimated words: 347293 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1736(@200wpm)___ 1389(@250wpm)___ 1158(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 347293 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1736(@200wpm)___ 1389(@250wpm)___ 1158(@300wpm)
Ash glanced at my glass, a slight frown appearing. He picked up Jadis and handed her off to Lailah. The youngling immediately went for the goddess’s braids.
“Gather his loyalists and hunt us down,” Bele stated, catching the dagger by the hilt. Eather pulsed behind her pupils as her gaze locked with mine. “And attack.”
“I hate always being the cautious one in the room,” Lailah said as Ash rose. “It’s boring. I know.” She shot Bele a look, and the Primal goddess snapped her mouth shut. “But hunting Kolis down and attacking is not a plan. We know we cannot…” She glanced down at Jadis as the draken whipped her braids from side to side. “Remove him permanently,” she said, her choice of words bringing a wry grin to my lips. “We need to plan for how we’ll handle him.”
“I agree,” Theon chimed in as Jadis wiggled free of Lailah’s hold and climbed onto the table. “We cannot plan for what we do not know.”
“Very true,” Rhain remarked as the little draken crept toward Bele, her belly low to the tabletop as if she were in stealth mode. Beside me, Reaver sat up to watch her with a wary eye.
“I get that, but I think it’s safe to assume that Kolis will not disappear quietly into the night,” Bele argued, glancing to where Jadis had placed herself directly in front of her. She frowned. “He knows what her Ascension means to him and Iliseeum. It is not like he’s going to pretend that a true Primal of Life hasn’t Ascended. Nor will any other Primal.”
“I think he will,” I said, remembering how Kolis had nearly glowed as he sat on the throne that belonged to the true Primal of Life—to me. I glanced at Ash. He was at the credenza, picking up a stone pitcher and another glass. “At least for a little while. He will need to remind himself that he’s in charge. He’ll hold court.”
Bele gave the dagger another toss. “Yeah, but he’s only playing King while everyone knows a Queen rules.”
“A King also rules now,” I corrected her as Jadis eyed Bele’s dagger, her thin tail swishing back and forth.
Ash returned to the table, placing a pitcher and a glass of what appeared to be water before me. If there was anything I missed from Dalos, it was the fruity, bubbly water. I made a mental note to ask Ash about it later since his father had apparently created the drink.
“Thank you,” I said, and he smiled in return. “Nyktos is no Consort. He is my equal, so if I’m Queen, then he’s King.”
Surprise flickered across the others’ faces. “There has never been a Queen and a King of the Gods,” Rhahar murmured, sitting straighter. “Then again, there’s never been a Queen at all.”
I reached down to where Reaver sat, scratching him under the chin. He hadn’t taken his eyes off Jadis. He was likely waiting for the same thing I was—for her to make a grab for the dagger. Then again, she also looked like she was close to falling asleep. I was hoping for the second option. “Well, it’s my choice that Nyktos be King, and I’m under the impression that what I say goes.”
“You’ll get no argument from any of us.” Saion grinned as he looked across the table at Ash. “And it makes sense.”
“I really didn’t think any of you would have a problem with it,” Ash replied dryly. “But back to Kolis. He’ll attempt to control the narrative and the situation by labeling Sera a usurper and a false Queen, exploiting that she was once mortal, that most do not know her, and that she is now a baby Primal.”
“A baby Primal?” Rhain murmured, his nose scrunching. He shook his head. “Anyway, I expect Kolis will seek to remind all of them exactly who he is in case any are thinking of defecting.”
Bele’s nostrils flared. “Yeah, and by reminding them, you mean by committing some violent, heinous act upon those likely undeserving of it.”
Lailah nodded, her features drawn. “Unfortunately.”
I leaned back, thinking that over. What she said made sense, but… “I think you’re right, but he’ll be careful about who he decides to make an example of.”
“Careful?” Ash raised a brow. “I think we have two different understandings of the word.”
“He’s not some chaotic villain with no control over his actions,” I countered. “Well, most of the time, he’s not. He’s far more calculated.” My thoughts flashed to when Kolis had discussed the Shadowlands’ forces possibly invading Dalos. “And I think he’s aware of just how tenuous his hold on the realm is.”
“Why would you believe that?” Ash asked.
It was hard to answer that when I wasn’t even sure what I believed when it came to Kolis. “The Kolis I met when I was first brought to Dalos was almost completely different than who he was after. Even before he believed I was Sotoria. He went from wanting to see all the Primals burn to claiming that he didn’t want war among them.”