Saving the Fae (Daughter of Light #3) - Leia Stone Page 0,58

room before she could get up, shooting light from my palms. One blast hit her while another was blocked by a sickly green glow. She was making some kind of shield countermeasure. Taking in a deep breath, I prepared to hit her with everything I had. But just before I could, she burst forward, throwing me backward with a violent wind. The second my head cracked into the wall, I knew I was done for.

Everything went black.

***

I came to with Indra standing over me, a knife in her hand. I must have only been out a moment, but I still felt weak and shaky. I tried to pull for my sunlight power, but a headache sliced through my skull; I’d hit my head… hard, and I’d need a minute to regather my composure. Two blackouts in two days were too many. I wasn’t going to be able to fight her off. That realization killed me before her knife ever could.

“I never should have let you live. Although you’ve been useful, you’re—" She froze with her mouth open, and I frowned, wondering what happened when, as I watched, blood began dribbling from her lip and onto the floor. That’s when my gaze went to her chest and the sharp icicle that protruded from it. Indra crumpled to the ground, and Liam stood behind her, eyes assessing every inch of me. “Are you okay?” he asked.

I nodded but winced because it hurt. It felt like my brain was sloshing around in my head. Indra started to move, mumbling, and Liam pulled out the blade from his waist belt. “I’ve had just about enough of you.” He came down hard on her neck, severing her head from her body.

“Lily.” A weak croak came from the corner of the room.

Kira.

I tried to fully stand up, but dizziness washed over me. Liam grasped my arms, propping me up to face Kira. She was okay. Blood dripped down her forehead into her hair, but she was okay. She was pointing at the Queen’s bed. I followed her gaze to see the Queen staring at Liam, then me, then Indra, and finally Kira.

She wiggled her fingers but clearly couldn’t move her neck or the rest of her body.

“You’re awake!” I leapt up and swayed in the air, falling forward. Liam caught me before I could hit the ground.

“Cam!” Liam yelled into the house. There was a thundering of feet, and then Cam was there, taking in the scene with wide eyes.

“We need to get the Queen and Lily to the healing pool,” Liam told him.

The healing pool.

Yes.

It would give the Queen the last bit of healing she needed.

“Liam, you carry the Queen,” I told him. “Fly her high in the air, and don’t let everyone see her like this.” For some reason, I just knew that the people of Faerie gazing upon her for the first time in two decades, in this state, would not be right.

Liam was quiet for a moment but then nodded, handing me off to Cam.

“Kira, can you walk?” I looked at her, but there were two of her. My vision was so blurry.

She nodded, both of my versions of her, and then Cam had me in his arms and was crossing the house to get me outside. Liam was right behind us with the Queen, my mom-aunt, draped in his arms.

“You can trust him,” I told her because I just realized she would have seen his black wings but not known who the hell he was. She just gave me a small nod, her head lolling across his chest weakly.

The second we stepped outside, Liam kicked off the ground and took for the skies. Cam walked briskly across the bridge with Kira scuffling after us while everyone stared at me with hands over their mouths.

“There was an attack,” Kira told them. “But it’s over now, and she’s going to be fine.”

The last thing I needed was some crazy rumors and panic, so I was grateful she’d said something. When we got to the wall of light I’d created by the boys’ encampment, it took every ounce of my power to thin it so we could pass through. But the second we got on the other side, a dreadful sound pierced the air.

The horn.

The horn that we’d left with Liam’s guards.

The Winter King had come.

No.

“Run!” I shouted to Cam. If the Queen and I were unable to fight and Liam couldn’t handle his father alone, then all of Faerie was screwed.

“Lily!” I heard