Page 159 of The Halfling Prince
“Witch,” I corrected.
Ramkael held Xyta back, but he could not stop their words. “The witches he created?—
Where are you going?”
An amorphous realm did not have a true entrance or exit. But the answer was the same. “Away.”
“You cannot just leave; this is the Immortal Circle,” Seraxa said, her merciful exterior breaking down into impatience.
Koryn was now the head witch of the Midnight Coven. She would claim her full power. I would help her do it. One day she would be my queen. But before that, we must face Velora as it had now been reborn. A world of dragons and vengeful gods. A battlefield.
My witch’s human heart… my halfling’s eternal devotion… and me. The Dark God.
We would have to be enough.
“It is time to rewrite the covenants. I have a bargain to fulfill,” I said as my body began to surrender to the darkness. “After all, what is a covenant if not a bargain?”
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