Chapter 29
A true name forces submission. A well-used chosen name could serve the same purpose. And my mother’s weakness was entirely my fault. Not only had I depended on her since I was a pup, I’d begged that she allow me to call her Aiti.
But I was no longer a pup now. And my feet, I realized, were free.
I flung myself forward, toward the Kingmaker, only to find that Ryder had gotten there before me. He ripped the sword out of the earth....
And this time, I suspected, he would have succeeded at skewering the fae monarch. But the wind had picked up, roaring toward Her Royal Awfulness. I’d been willing to risk myself in that gale, yet I wasn’t willing to risk Ryder. If there was even a chance he’d be sucked into spriggan form alongside the Queen....
Nothing was worth risking that for
