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“Great,” Octana said. “Let’s do it.”

River smiled out at her. “It’s awesome to me, too, my darling.”

“Right there with you,” I said, the three of us brimming with excitement.

This was really going to be something.

Something that would make a difference, that would shift things.

Something long overdue.

I smiled to myself and settled in.

I clutchedmy documentation to me as I walked through the quad, intending to get something to eat in the Cafeteria in the hour I had before myPrimal Masteryclass.

Right after, Zayn would be done with his classes for the day, and Winter and Vaxan were slated to be back shortly afterward.

My phone buzzed in my coat pocket, and I pulled it out, happy to see a long overdue text. It had been a few days since we’d last spoken—both of us busy. Me with classes and the intensive curriculum here, Exalt, and my boys. And him having to balance his role with the Dracoryn Core and the new Crown Heir title he was now holding.

Torvek:You’re making waves all over the place, little sis.

I smiled to myself, knowing well what he was talking about.

I hadn’t just gotten Octana that cultural tour of the Dracoryn Realm with a diplomatic overlay—I had my grandma doing it. Well, when I’d told her about it all, she’d actually volunteered. She didn’t exactly take well to a young woman being kept down beneath a boot. And the great Elyrren Vortimer getting involved was no small thing. In fact, it was almost a threat to King Heryn of the Light Fae Realm. Almost—that was where the line was drawn to keep things… safe. Didn’t mean it didn’t invite a whole lot of pressure, though.

Evira:I see you heard about Exalt.

Torvek:Strangely, not from you directly.

Evira:Same, regarding how you’re getting on with being Interim Crown Heir.

Torvek:Sorry, snow cub, I thought it would be uncomfortable. Should’ve known better. You’ve got this whole thing with Exalt going on. Crown Heir is so passe, hmm?

Evira:LMAO. Love you too, flame bite.

Torvek:We need to meet soon. I miss you.

Evira:Aww. You’re so emotionally available today.

Torvek:Really, Evi?

Evira:No, I love it. And I really miss you, too.

Torvek:Bring your boyfriends along.

I startled.

Evira:You’re serious?

Torvek:They’ve become a big part of your life. Important to you = important to me. And, yes, even Winter. Unless he’s still sore about my beat down.

Evira:Winter doesn’t hold grudges. You’re good.

Torvek:Then, we’ll set it up.

Evira:Perfect.

Evira:Will Fanor be coming along on your end?