Author's Note

One moment she was slaving away at the salt mines of Endovier, and the next she was under a mountain. Laying on the ground, bowing before a red-headed woman on a throne. A queen. She was evil, Celeana could feel it, and powerful. So powerful that she had all the faes in the room leashed, controlled. And she saw looking at the assassin like a predator to it's prey.

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