“If I’d meant to sail away, I would have done it before I led them here. Maybe I would have taken you with me, to see the worlds across the seas.”
“I’d have liked that, but maybe now we can see the heart of our own world, if I can play priestess to you after all.”
With that, Darna shook off her cloak and stretched herself out in the pattern of the dance, feeling the long-unpracticed movements coming to life again. It felt wrong. She turned her back on Ivanat, turned to face the gate. She could feel Salara coming. She wouldn’t even need to take Ivanat into the rite, the dragon was coming already, but if they did lie down together in Salara’s name, at least the dragon would know him as the prince.
“You’re bright,” he said when she turned to face him again. “It’s like you’re on fire.”
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