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Slowly, I raised my hands in a peace sign and took a step forward. “Please, let them go.”
Darcy squeezed Ryane’s throat. “Die first! Kill yourself. Then I’ll let them go.”
She had truly lost it. But … had she lost it a few minutes ago when this battle started, or had she gone mad long ago?
“Darcy—”
“Please,” Ryane croaked.
My heart tugged. I had to do something.
With a half-assed plan hashed out in my mind, I took another step closer to the council. “Darcy,” I tried again. “Hear me out.”
“Now!” Darcy screamed.
Boldo, one of the oldest council members, let go of the tzigane he had been holding and raised a dome of white light around them. Around me.
I was trapped inside the dome with the elder council members.
Shit.
“Mirella!” Kane rushed to the shield, but when he tried touc
