Chapter Seventeen
Two Years Ago
“Amalie.” Tyson’s voice broke as pain unlike anything he felt before seared through him.
His flesh had burned in a village fire. He’d faced La Dame and almost lost the people closest to him.
But it was the girl before him who finally broke his will.
Magic seeped from his fingertips, little drops of water breaking free as if it wept the tears Tyson held back.
Amalie shook her head, her long chestnut hair blowing into her face as the wind swept through the courtyard. He wanted to reach out and brush it back, to feel her skin one more time and pretend nothing had changed between them.
When everything had changed. He’d felt it for months. The distance. Amalie thought he didn’t notice her slipping from the estate late at night. He never followed her becaus
