Remi POV Continued
"The man she loved," I said. My voice steadier than I expected. "He might still be alive."
Manuel looked at me sharply.
"She died. He didn't," I said. "If he was from a royal bloodline. If the blood moon mattered to her. If she was building something before she died." I looked at grandma. "Did she ever say. Did she ever give you anything? A name? A place? A description? Anything at all?"
Grandma thought hard. I could see her doing it. Going back through decades of memory.
"She said once," she said slowly. "That the man she loved would never stop. Even if she was gone." She looked at me. "She said. She said he was the kind of man who finished things. Who didn't know how to leave something unfinished."
The kind of man who finished things.
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