“Care to let us in on the good news?” Davorin asked.
“Not unless you can speak an alien language that isn't Triari or Bleiten,” Cyprian drawled.
Davorin pouted.
Chapter Thirty-Four
“How long have you been hiding from people who want your immortality?” Talon whispered to me.
“I didn't know it, but all my life,” I whispered back. “It's only been a few years since they found me.”
He muttered a Furinian curse. “That's even worse—not knowing. Being hunted and unaware.”
I shrugged. “I don't know. They say ignorance is bliss. For most of my life, I've lived in blissful ignorance and I was safe—no one knew of my existence. Although, I have to admit, I'm far more blissful now.” I glanced at my men and smiled. “Even with the dangers that come with being me.”
Kyrian smiled sweetly back at me. We were leaning together, his arm through the bars and around my waist. “I'd rather be here with you in a cell than free and without you.”
I smiled broader and looked back at Talon. “You see? It's worth it. For him. For all of them. Even if Ugela takes most of my magic, I'd still be happy as long as we all make it through this alive.”
“Even without your magic, you'd be happy?” Talon frowned. “But that's who you are.”
“Hardly,” Malik scoffed. “My wife's magic is what she can do. It is not who she is.”
Talon lifted a brow. “I don't know what I am without my magic. I can't even imagine life without the power of my voice.”
“Me either, man,” Leo said. “I get it.”
Talon looked from Leo to me.
“His magic is similar to yours,” I explained. “Perhaps better.”
Talon snorted as if that weren't possible.
“He can use his voice with more precision than a Fury,” I said. “Leo can deflect objects and cause different levels of damage.”
“I can lower my voice to cause less damage,” Talon protested. “But move objects? No, I've never done that. Then again, I've never tried.”
“Perhaps we're more alike than I thought,” Leo offered.
“Perhaps.” Talon looked pensive. He switched to Furinian to ask me, “Are you sure there's no way to extract your immortality?”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Why do you ask?”
“If you can give Ugela what she wants, we could barter for our freedom.”
“And leave one of my greatest enemies immortal?” I scoffed.
“As you said, it's immortality, not invulnerability.” He grinned. “We could return with greater forces and behead her.”
“She'd be long gone.” I shook my head. “But it doesn't matter. There's no way to extract it.” Well, there could be a way, but it would require more research, and I wasn't about to share that information with Ugela.
Talon sighed. “It would have been leverage.”
“It won't matter if we get free.” I was about to say more when my magic suddenly returned. I gasped instead and around the room, the others made similar sounds.
“Amara?” Cyprian whispered.
“Yes, it's back,” I said in Faulin. “And Malik's mark is burning my neck which means the barrier isn't in the bars.”
