Page 117 of A Dance with the Fae Prince (Married to Magic 2)
A smile crosses my lips.
Giles returns. “All right, I’m ready. You three?”
I look to Raph, who says, “Ready. Stay close to me, Katria.”
“I will.”
“You sure you want to do this?” Shaye asks Giles. “You could go with them.”
“You’re not the only one who wants to cause Boltov a little bit of pain.” Giles smirks. “I’ve been waiting for this moment since he murdered my whole court. Don’t deny me my opportunity to wreak havoc now.”
“Never would dream of it.” In the most bold, outward display of affection I’ve seen from her so far, Shaye takes his hand and brings it to her lips. Her eyes flutter closed and she kisses each of his knuckles. “It has been my honor to be by your side.”
“You shall always have a place there.” Giles looks back to the exit. “On the count of three then. One.”
“Two,” Raph says. I see him sink low in his stance. I do the same after I shuffle off to the side to have a clear path to run.
“Three,” Shaye finishes for all of us.
Giles slams his palm against the tunnel and a rumble vibrates from the heart of the wall itself. The ground beneath the exit falls out, and I watch as the grate and half the wall crumbles with it. Shaye doesn’t waste a second. She bolts out into the city beyond and waves a hand. Dark shadows pour from her fingertips, clotting in the air. I hear shouts.
“That’s our cue,” Raph says with a glance toward me. I nod. He sprints ahead and I’m close on his heels as we emerge into the High Court.
