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“How?” Honour asked.

“It’s too still. There’s no movement.” It felt stagnant too, but Kyree wasn’t sure how to explain that one. It felt slicker that it should have—slimy.

“None?” Honour and Hudson asked at the same time.

“No. It moves, but only closer to where they are.” She shook her head despite knowing Hudson and Honour still had their eyes closed. She knew it, just as she knew how complicated things were between the three of them. During their sexualexploration of each other, no complications were considered. Now, it plagued her thoughts.

“No?” Honour prodded as the silence stretched too long.

“The water, it only moves and ripples around Soulara, not Autum.”

“They aren’t in the water,” Honour spoke, her voice flat and certain.

“Where are they then?” Hudson asked.

“They must be in the sky—a prison in the sky. And Soulara is in a bubble of water. No wonder Nylah’s soul can’t get closer.” Honour sounded worried.

Kyree could feel it in her soul. How were they supposed to rescue a princess when none of them could leave the safety of the water? “They’re alive. I see them talking to each other.”

“Can you hear them?”

“A little.” Kyree squeezed her eyes tighter as she focused harder on Soulara and Autumn’s lips. “Not enough to make out the actual words they are speaking.”

“We have to go back to Reine.” The connection dropped without warning as Honour let go of Kyree’s hand.

Kyree opened her eyes to see Honour had let go of Hudson’s hand as well and now swam side to side as though waiting for Hudson and Kyree to get ready to leave. It wasn’t an inability to be ready to leave, but the exhaustion the connection and too-fast disconnection had caused Kyree that consumed her in a pit of sleepiness she couldn’t escape.

“What the hell?” Hudson snapped. “We can’t just head to Reine. What’re they going to do?”

“They need to know where Soulara is being held. King Pregtox needs the information—as the King and as Soulara’s father.”

“And what about Soulara’s mother?” Hudson asked.

“She said she knew Soulara hadn’t been hurt. For all we know, she’s known where Soulara is the whole time and has done nothing to help her.” Honour nearly spat the words, the anger rippling through the water.

“Oh.” Hudson’s top lip curled back, and she sneered. “Is that what all of this is about?”

“What’sthis?” Kyree asked, keeping her voice calm and soft despite the heat filling her chest. It gnawed on the pit of her stomach.

“Is that why you hate Milan so much? You think she doesn’t care about Soulara, and you, you care about her just a little too much?” Hudson approached Honour, pushing into Honour’s space.

Honour’s face reddened, and her jawline bulged as she clenched her teeth together.

“Honour?” Kyree asked softly.

But before Honour even turned Kyree’s way, Hudson kept going.

“Were we just something to pass some time, something to play with and fuck while you waited until you could rescue your little princess and get her back? Does she even know you’re in love with her?”

“What?” The word exploded from Honour’s mouth. “You think the only way I can care about and love Soulara is to bein lovewith her? With wanting to fuck her?”

“Tell me I’m wrong,” Hudson challenged, swimming directly into Honour’s face.

“You’re wrong.” Honour didn’t blink and didn’t hesitate. “Just because you use sex and fucking as a way to control others doesn’t mean everyone does. I’m not the one who plays games with sex.”

“I told you that wasn’t what that was.”

Kyree snapped. “That’s enough.”