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Fighting against Cassian’s hold, I try to reach him again as his voice booms in my ear. “What the fuck is going on?”

A cry echoes from behind Kenner, drawing his attention away from me for a second, and I let the world seep back into my vision. I need to think, and I need to think fast if I’m going to bring him down.

Dalton parts the gathered crowd, pulling along a woman. He comes to a stop a few steps away from us, letting the woman’s gaze dart around. Her frantic eyes settle on mine. Eyes so similar that my heart practically rips from my chest.

“Adrianna.”

I gulp, biting back a whole different kind of nausea threatening to consume me.

“Is that Queen Reagan?” Raiden asks, cutting through the darkness seeping into my limbs.

“That’s right, everyone,” Kenner announces, gaze flicking between the woman and me. “Please gather round and meet Queen Reagan.” His gaze settles on mine as I brace for the words I know are going to come from his mouth. “And Adrianna Reagan, daughter of King and Queen Reagan, the fallen king and ruiner of the fae origin. Which makes her the rightful-yet-despised heir to the kingdom.”