Celeste
“He was a sick man, Wren. It doesn’t matter. He’s dead now.”
“What did the prince of Dothia want me for?” I turned to Alec. “I want to hear it.”
Alec sighed. He owed me. He knew he owed me, and he was not going to deny me. “He knew who you were, Wren. He wanted you.”
“Even knowing that, what would he want me for? Like I’d use my powers for him …” I stopped. Something cold settled in my stomach. “Wait. What exactly did he want me for?”
“He wanted you to have his children.” Darien’s voice was quiet. “He believed the children you’ll have in the future will rule the world, and he wanted that.”
I was quiet for a moment. The coldness spread. I couldn’t imagine someone being that evil. There was real darkness in the world that my sheltered life had never allowed me to see. No wonder
