“Could be seen as interference,” Nyktos said, his shoulders straightening. “Thank you for answering the summons and taking the risks you have.”
Penellaphe inclined her chin as I slid off the dais and stood. “I wish there was more we could do.” She glanced at me, sympathy etched into the beautiful, delicate lines of her features. “I truly do.”
“What you have done is more than enough.” I crossed my arms. “Thank you.”
She stepped toward Nyktos, taking his hands into hers as she led him away. Sapphire eyes glimmered in the starlight as she looked up at him. A pinch of envy stung my skin. To be able to touch Nyktos so easily, so casually…
“Sera.”
Aware that Nyktos watched closely as Penellaphe spoke to him, I turned to Holland, who’d finally made his way back to me. My throat immediately thickened. Royal Guard or Fate, Holland was one of the few people in my life who…knew me.
Holland smiled, but it was small. Pained. “I hope you’re not too angry with me or feel that I deceived you. I couldn’t tell you the truth.”
“I understand.”
A look of doubt settled into a face that had never shown any true signs of aging. “Truly? You’re not angry?”
A short laugh escaped me. Holland knew me so well. “Am I annoyed that I didn’t know the truth? Sure. Am I mad?” I shrugged. “I have far bigger things to be angry about at the moment.”
“That you do.” A long moment passed. “Don’t give up,Sera.”
“I’m not.” And I wasn’t. Mainly because I wasn’t sure exactlywhatI would be giving up on at this point.
“Good.” His voice lowered then, and I had no idea if Nyktos heard what he said next, as Penellaphe had managed to draw him farther away toward the doors. “That thread that broke off from all the possible strings that chart the course of your life? It was unexpected. Unpredictable. Fate is never truly written in bone and blood. It can be as ever-changing as your thoughts. Your heart.” He paused, glancing at Nyktos. “His.”
I started to laugh again, but the sound withered. “Sure. Fate can be as erratic as the mind and heart.” The words scratched their way from my throat. “But not in this case. Not with his heart. You’ve known that.”
“Love is powerful, Seraphena.” Holland lifted his hand to my cheek, and the touch carried a ripple of energy that hadn’t been there before. “More so than even the Arae could imagine.”
My brows furrowed. I was sure love was just super-duper special, but Nyktos hadphysicallyremoved the part of him capable of loving. So, I had no idea what he was talking about.
Which wasn’t entirely abnormal.
I exhaled shakily. “Will I see you again?”
“I can’t answer that,” he said. When I opened my mouth to reply, he quickly added, “But what I can tell you is something you already know. What you’ve spent your life preparing to become? What I trained you for? It wasn’t a waste.” Those dark, shining eyes held mine. “You arehisweakness.”
Becomehisweakness.
Makehimfall in love.
Endhim.
Not Nyktos.
Kolis.
I was a weapon meant to be used against Kolis. That was my true destiny. But what I didn’t know was if that meant Koliswould recognize me as Sotoria and that I was already his weakness, or if it meant that carrying Sotoria’s soul would make it easier for me to seduce him.
My stomach twisted and dipped sharply. The idea of seducing Kolis made me want to vomit. I didn’t…I didn’t want to have to go through with it.
“What are you thinking?”
I jolted at the sound of Nyktos’s voice. I was so caught up in my thoughts I hadn’t been aware of Nyktos guiding me to his office.
I really needed to be more aware of my surroundings.
Pushing limp strands of hair back from my face, I felt my stomach flip and flop for very different reasons as I faced him.