Chapter Nineteen
Brea
“Dóiteán.” Brea clutched Alona’s hand as their mother’s pyre went up in flames. She should feel something. Anything but this cold black emptiness inside. She was still too numb from the battle to process Tierney’s death. How would she ever tell Faolan her wife was gone?
Alona’s sobs reached her ears, and she turned, pulling her sister into her arms, offering her whatever comfort she needed.
She was gone. The mother Brea was just beginning to know and love would never return to Eldur again. Tierney sacrificed her life for nothing. She’d saved Brea from Regan’s magic, but Regan got away, and they were right back where they started. What was the point? Alona held on to Brea as they paid their last respects.
What was the point of any of it if Regan still won? Brea wa
