Theron's pov"Step aside, Serena."My voice was quiet and that was how everyone knew I meant it.The shadowborn princess didn't move. Instead, she stood at the gates of Crestville with her arms crossed, her blue eyes gleaming like she had already won. "You don't give orders here, outcast," Serena said. "This is my territory. My gates. And that..." she flicked her gaze to the silver-haired girl beside me, "...is a dead elf walking."I felt Iris stiffen but she didn't speak. Smart girl."Three hundred years ago," I said, taking a step forward, "your grandmother knelt before my father. She begged for his shadows to protect her bloodline during the Shadow War. He agreed. In exchange, she swore a blood debt...Shadowmere would answer Ashveil's call, once and without question."Serena's smirk faltered."I am the last Ashveil." Another step. "And I am calling that debt. Now."The air between us grew cold. My shadows unfurled from my skin...not the thin wisps I usually showed, but the full, a
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