Ally’s POV
My blood chilled, my memory going back to what mama had always asked whenever there was a fire incident.
"Does your head hurt?"
"Only before I closed my eyes, mama."
"What is your name?"
"Allyson Laila Black."
"What does mama always call you?"
"Her little red camellia."
"Oh, my beautiful baby. My strong baby. My rare red."
My hands reached up to the back of my neck almost immediately, understanding settling as I watched Aiden look at me, his eyes also calculating the possibility that it was indeed me. That I was truly the marked.
"You were that Fae Queen, the same one who cursed Adrian's generation and disappeared with the moonstones. It was you." My voice was calm. Too calm for someone who'd been told the reason why she was so important to her pe
