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“What do you want from me?” she whispered.

He removed his crown—a circlet of thorns that had grown into his brow—and set it on the throne. Blood welled from the punctures, but he did not flinch. court of blood and bindings vk

And Riven smiled, blood dripping between his fingers. “There,” he whispered. “Now you are no longer mine.” “What do you want from me

Kaelen had learned to breathe it without flinching. After three years as a ward of the Night Prince, small horrors lost their sting. But tonight, the great hall was fuller than she had ever seen. Chandeliers of black iron held flames that burned violet, casting long, hungry shadows across the marble floor. Nobles in crimson silks and barbed silver masks watched her with eyes that gleamed like coins at the bottom of a well. And Riven smiled, blood dripping between his fingers

The air in the Thorned Court tasted of rust and dying roses.

Kaelen looked at the crown of thorns, still wet with his blood. She looked at the empty throne, the cold hall, the shadows that had been her only company for three years.

“Then release me.”