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Urian went over to Xyn as they headed off. “Should I have gone?”

“Nah. They’ll be fine. Besides, I like having you here.”

He liked being here with her. For too long he’d been alone.

Xyn watched as Urian went to help the younger ones, and her heart broke for him. She had so much guilt over what she’d done. By helping her brothers, she’d abandoned him.

She hated the years that had been stolen from them. Damn Apollo for this.

Somehow she was going to make it up to Urian.

And pay Apollo with interest.

Apollo froze ashe saw Morgen approaching his throne. Her hair was singed, her dress torn and filthy. “You look a little worse for the wear, love.”

She actually shot a blast at him. “You bastard!”

He arched a brow at her. “Temper, temper. Be careful with that, lest I take offense.”

“Take all you want! What happened to the dragonstone you promised me?”

“Patience. The game isn’t over. Just a slight reset on the board.”

She frowned. “What do you mean?”

He let out a long, weary sigh. “I forget that you’re not a god. Playing with people’s lives isn’t something you’ve much experience with. Sometimes you have to let things run their course.”

“Meaning?” she repeated.

“Meaning the good guys had all the dragons … now they don’t. And Urian holds the blood of Apollymi, Bet, Set,andAcheron …”

Morgen sucked her breath in as she finally understood. “He’s the key to bringing them all down.”

“Isn’t he, though. And you know what we’ve just discovered?”

A slow smile curved her lips. “The source of his undoing.”

Apollo nodded slowly. With Phoebe under his control, he didn’t need to find Acheron’s father. He had something even better at his disposal.

Acheron’s comeuppance.

Because that was the beauty of being a god of prophecy. He knew the future.

The final fate of the world … of all humanity wasn’t really in the hands of Acheron or even Apollymi.

It was in the bloodline of Urian’s family.

And now it was in his.

October 28, 2017

Medea had dreaded this moment for days. But it was something that had to be done and something that she didn’t want Urian to discover on his own. Better the news come from someone he loved than to be dumped on him by accident.

How she’d allowed Falcyn to talk her into doing this in Acheron’s palace on Katateros, she had no idea. She definitely loved the beast. Only that could account for this level of insanity.

But in the end, he was right. It was better that Urian be comfortable and surrounded by family when he learned the truth than to be blindsided and surrounded by strangers. That wouldn’t bode well for anyone.

Still …