Elira's POVThe light faded slowly.The gold drained out of the water first, ribbon by ribbon, until the basin lay silver and still again. Then the glow at the base of my palm dimmed, shrank, and settled back into a small pale crescent, as though nothing had ever happened.But the room had changed.I could feel it. The air itself seemed lighter, and Elder Orrin had stepped quietly back to the wall with his hands folded, his old face wet and shining. Kael hadn't moved. He stood behind his mother with his hand still on her elbow, and I saw his throat working.The Queen was looking at me.She hadn't stopped looking since the water flared. Her lips were parted. Her eyes were enormous and drenched, and her hands, hanging at her sides, opened and closed on nothing, as if she'd forgotten what they were for."May I," she whispered.It was the same question she'd asked in the firelit room, when she'd wanted to see my wrist. But this time it was a different request entirely, and we both knew it
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