The Queen's Consort (33 page)

             
“The prophecy ended with you killing me.”

             
Very, very gently he wrapped himself around his family. “Well, you know, we Courchevelians don't believe in magic, anyway. Especially a woman's magic. And
most
especially when it says something we don't want to hear.”

             
Very, very slowly she relaxed against him.

             
He rested his cheek against her hair. “What is a woman’s magic, without her man? You will not escape me again, my Queen.” 

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