Chapter Forty-Two
“Queen Calista!” I called out.
Mother betrayed me and disappeared once we’d been knocked to the ground by the rocks she had caused to fall.
I’d deal with her another time. But right then, all that mattered was keeping this alliance.
Using my earth zirilium, I wielded stones out of the way, clearing a path toward where the throne had sat. I heard a faint groan once I got close enough, and started attempting to wield one of the larger chunks of stone away.
Under it, I found Queen Calista—thankfully, in one piece and not squished.
“Help me up, you fool,” she ordered.
Grinding my teeth, I did as she asked, wielding the rock from her throne and helping her to sit upon it.
Standing before her then, I finally noticed why she’d needed the assistance.
She had a long chunk of stone impaled all the way through her thigh. And it was bleeding heavily.
“Wait—” I said, but before I could stop her, she surged forward and simply ripped it out of her leg.
Then I watched in absolute amazement as her flesh deep within the wound began to rapidly knit itself back together, bit by bit.
Something that mortal humans didn’t do.
I kept my eyes on the wound, eyes glued to it as her leg righted itself. Finally, after another moment, her skin wove itself back together and didn’t leave behind a single trace—not even a scar.
Now that I was paying more attention, I realized she didn’t have any cuts or bruises marring her skin either.
As if she hadn’t just been knocked to the ground and trapped by the collapse of her own throne room.
There was only one explanation—but I feared if I was right, it would rewrite history as the fae knew it.
“You’re…” I trailed off, unable to say it aloud.
“Yes, child. We all are.” She motioned toward the ruined throne room below her, and as if on queue, her guards began to shift rocks and emerge from the rubble—all of them alive, all of them without a scratch.
It turned out that the humans weren’t just going to be the perfect allies for their knowledge.
They were also the very thing that had been wiped from the fae’s history.
The humans were immortal.