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Nothing.
Thessa groaned.
Fine.
Pulling her dagger free, she sliced through her palm.
“What are you doing?” Quinnley asked.
“I need clove and mugwort, now.”
Quinnley used a single finger to conjure the herbs for her.
“Thank you,” she managed, dropping them on the ground and mashing her bloodied fist atop them. She opened the top of her tunic and smeared the mixture across her chest, drawing a five-pointed star.
‘“Blood, herbs, heart, and soul. Take my gift, take this toll. Seek my mother, not another. Goddess be, please help me. Blood, herbs, heart, and soul. Take my gift, take this toll. Seek my mother, not?—”
Thessa met Quinnley’s puzzled stare just as everything went black.
“The least youcan do is help him shift after lying to me for eighteen years.”
“Thessa.” The majestic voice boomed across the dark and airy plane of her soul. “I’m more than relieved you survived your slip in the sea. Look at all you’ve overcome.”
Thessa shook her head, the blurry memory of her mother babbling about Poseidon resurfaced. “Spare me, and help Soren,now.”
“It won’t be that simple. He’s too far gone. In the mind.”
“You said you’re with all those who share our blood, so go tohim. Savehim.”
There was a thunderous sigh, a dramatic pause, and then a response. “He’ll need a tether.”
“What do you mean, don’t start with your riddles,” Thessa snapped at the goddess of night.
“Something to tie him back to his immortal body. Areminder.”
“But he knows it’s me, I’m not enough.”
“Make it enough, Thessa. You’ve worked so hard, let it not be for nothing.”
Thessa's eyes shot open and she cursed.
“I take it that didn’t go so well?” Quinnley asked, her hands still busy healing Soren.
Thessa grunted and sat up. “Useless, as usual.” A swell of heat to her back had her glancing over her shoulder; Wayland was incinerating the dead soldiers.
Good.
Emiel was still wholly focused on Soren, and Leora wholly focused on him. Their connection was palpable.
Thessa turned to Soren’s serpent form, now breathing steadily. Every scale was whole.
Alive.
“I’ll never leave you again. I’m never leaving you again,” she swore to him. She’d watch him in this form, from afar if she had to, forever—afterkilling his father for placing this curse upon him. Upon her.
Lying beside him, Thessa unscrewed her necklace. “I suppose now is a good time to tell you how foolish I am.”
Soren blinked slowly, as if listening.