to widen the fan of flames that ran from her elbows to her fingertips.
“I’ve hunted your kind for more than six centuries, aging a fraction every day as I sought to reclaim that which my father lost. I will return to the throne and see the genii recognized as the force they were meant to be.”
“Return to what throne? And whom do you truly think to rule? Your shadow? There aren’t enough of you to reestablish any type of kingdom without serious inbreeding.”
He only stared at her.
How the hell had she missed the fact Fergus was Other? She’d been a fool.
Shaking her head, she took one step aside, angling to get a better line on the front door. Distract him. “You’re sick and sodding mad to boot.”
That gave him pause, and he stopped to consider her. “I’ll draw together all those left, those Daghda abandoned, and I will see a new reign challenge the way of things.”
Ashley arched a brow. “I’m almost sorry about this, Fergus.”
The genii’s heavy brow furrowed. “Sorry that I’ll take your life?”
“No,” she said softly, her voice fading behind the wall of flames that erupted around her. “Sorry that I’ll be taking yours.”
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