Josie's POVThe stairs down into obsidian vault beneath capital city were not stone stairs, they were glass stairs that looked like frozen light like higher ethers and each step we took hummed with old pain, and with every step my mom Gwen inside my chest breathed faster and faster like she was remembering being strapped to obsidian table eighteen years ago when council drained her blood and made her barren and said Silver Dragon omega should not breed with Hallow alpha.Malakor held torch that was not fire but white-gold light like my dad Xavier's old light and Queen Astraea walked behind us with no guards because she said vault does not allow more than four souls at once, and I counted, me, Malakor, Queen Astraea, and inside me Mom and Dad as two lights, that is five if you count properly, but Queen said I count as one because my parents breathe inside me, we are family, no boundaries, no rules, just like my parents marriage."Josie, can you feel it," my dad Xavier whispered inside
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