The Underworld Trials of Luna
But steadily it grows as we all watch, first the size of a chestnut, and then an apple, and then a full orb of gorgeous, glowing, steady light.
“Your prize,” Death says, gesturing slowly towards the magnificent ball which I can feel radiates with power.
A little squeak climbs from my throat as I stare at it, and then over at Anton, remembering my promise –
But he clenches his jaw, looking down at me, reminding me with his gaze that we don’t need it. Not anymore. I blink in surprise, completely shocked that I let that slip my mind –
But then I whip my head back to Beatrice as she reaches for the wish, takes it in her hands. Because if it’s not going to be used to bring Anton back to life – th