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Page 141 of Avalon Tower

I take it from her gratefully. As I sip it, I start to feel a little better. “I was just thinking the same thing.”

“Cheer up, our Lady of the Lake.” Tana lays her hand on my shoulder. “It was, all considered, a good day.”

My jaw drops open. “A good day? People died. Raphael has been taken—”

“But we’ve slowed the darkness’s progress, and we still have hope.”

“Raphael doesn’t.”

“Doesn’t he?” she asks.

Something in her tone eases the heavy weight in my chest. There’s a playful smile at the corner of her mouth.

“What do you mean?” I ask. “Did you see something? Can you just tell me, for fuck’s sake?”

“Calm down.” She hands me her deck of cards. “Shuffle them.”

I do as she says, shuffling them with trembling hands.

“Now, pick a card. Just one.”

“This feels more like a magic trick than a reading.”

“It’s a reading.”

I take one card out and flip it. The Star.

“I’ve checked over and over,” Tana says. “Always the Star. Past and future. And that, I’m certain, is Raphael. The card represents healing and the connection to the universe, someone in tune with the creative force. If he were truly doomed, that’s not what we’d see. His light would be dimmed. Raphael has been taken, that’s true. But you can save him. You can get him back. And his light will return to us.”

Against my better judgment, I feel hope rekindling in my heart. “Are you sure?” My throat is tight.

She touches my cheek. “You are the Lady of the Lake.”

I bite my lip. “That sounds so formal.”

“How about Aqua Bitch?” Serana grins, joining us. “That’s better, right?”

“Aqua Bitch?” Tana asks, scandalized. “What nicknames do you have for me behind my back?”

“Oh, you’re the life of the party, Tana, for sure.”

She blinks. “I am?”

“No, pet. That was sarcasm. We could be in the middle of the wildest piss-up in the world, draped with gorgeous men and drinking and dancing, and your eyes would go glassy, and you’d tell us some poor sod was murdered on the very spot we’re standing a century back. Oh, and also, that we’re all going to die in a week.”

Tana arches an eyebrow. “Would you rather that I kept it secret?”

I smile. “Shockingly, Tana had good news for once. Apparently, I’m going to rescue Raphael.”

Serana nods. “Of course you are. No one is stopping my Aqua Bitch.”

By the time we reach the dock, there’s a crowd waiting for us. I recognize Amon first, by his long beard. Then other familiar faces come into focus—agents who used to be cadets with me, and a few knights I’ve come to know. Darius is grinning and waving at us wildly.

The Pendragons are noticeably absent.

As soon as we dock, I get off the boat, thankful to be back on solid ground. My stomach is still queasy as Amon walks up to me.

“Is there any news about the war?” I ask.




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