Her brows drew together, and her breath whooshed out the question. “What do you mean?”
“It’s gone.” Although his voice remained strained, there was notable relief. His mother wasn’t responsible. She was given all the information I gave Dominic. By the end, Ileana’s breaths were short and ragged.
“Peter’s magic is gone, too?”
We nodded. Her gaze swept from me to Dominic.
“You know what this means, Dominic?” How could they not. An unknown person had just acquired an insurmountable amount of magic that would give them the ability to do everything Peter had planned, including locking the royals in the underworld.
He nodded. “No one is safe, including us.”
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