Blood Beneath the Cypress Knees
Behind them, distant shouts echoed—the Council’s reinforcements alerted, moving fast through the swamp.
Suddenly, a cold, ethereal light cut through the chaos.
The Pale Queen stepped forward from the shadows, her alabaster skin glowing faintly beneath the moss-draped trees. Her eyes, pale and unreadable, locked onto Sophie.
Odessa’s voice dropped to a whisper, sharp as a blade. “She marked Sophie. Breaking that bond means killing her.”
Junie’s breath caught, muscles tensing.
The Pale Queen raised a slender hand, and the air thickened with an ancient, terrible power.
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