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and I would have groveled. I would have forgotten all that I was to save my Z. I looked at her and saw she was slipping away from me. I could hear the faintness of her breathing.
    “ She can heal herself . She is Daoine, and it is all part of the prophecy. She may die or go on to be one of the Daoine’s most mightiest warriors, but both ends can only be achieved by her will.”
    “She is unconscious!” I continued to beg. I couldn’t break free from the power that held me immobile, and I was helpless to aid my beloved. “She cannot help herself while she is unconscious.”
    “Radzia MacDaun can do many things, and what you call unconscious is only true of the human in her. The human in her needs to take a ‘back seat’ as humans say. I believe she will find her way.”
    “I can’t take that chance—let me go … Let me heal her! ”
    “No.”
    I concentrated and put all my magical and scientific skills into one thought—to break free from the shield she had me wrapped within. I had to get to Z. It was all I knew, all I wanted. I felt the outer walls cracking, and then the force of her power hit me like a punch to the gut, as the Dark King’s consort quickly built up another wall against me.
    My Z was going to die , and if that unthinkable thing happened, I would bury my death weapon into my own chest, into the heart we Fae supposedly do not possess …
    * * *
    Weak and cold. I felt weak and cold … and something worse. I felt as though my life force was quickly ebbing out the back door. Come on, Radzia … break free , I told myself. You can do it. Get hold of yourself. Myself? Who is myself …?
    Daoine princess , Rolo said in my head. You are a Daoine princess.
    Part of me was tired, and that part just wanted to let go. Another part, a larger, stronger part, thought of Danté and then my mother, who would surely slip into madness if she lost me as well. That part—that part heard Rolo and fought to regain the Fae I knew I was.
    Who are you fighting , I asked myself. Me —I was at war with myself, my human self, and I knew I was going to have to say good-bye to most of who I had been all my twenty-one years, in order to become the Daoine I needed to be.
    First, I needed to live, find Danté, and get the hell out of Dodge! In that order—and in that order I severed ties with my human cells and started to repair the damage to my body, my immortal body.
    That’s right , I told myself, you have behaved like a wimp of a human , and although I did not really blame myself, I was disgusted with myself. I had always been proud of who and what I was—the human, the Fae. And what I was, I suddenly realized, was a Daoine princess!
    As the pain receded and my Daoine body began to heal my wound and dispel the dark ugly’s poison, I felt my mind begin to stir and knew my Danté was near. An image of him holding his death sword too near to himself stirred me. As I tried to shake off the deadly sleep, I am pretty sure I called out his name, because I heard him roar out mine like a Fae possessed. I felt many things inside me stir.
    And then I saw him clearly in my mind with his death sword unsheathed and held to his throat. I realized that if I didn’t heal myself quicker he was going to—
    “ Noooo !” I sat up immediately, and he was on the floor with me, his big arms enveloping me. I felt his face on mine and his tears on my cheek, and I pulled back, looked at him in wonder, and then shoved him off with my Fae strength and shouted, “You let that Morrigu bitch touch you!”
    And he laughed out loud, and then he slapped his thighs and bellowed and then laughed some more. I did not think anything was funny.
    “It is time for you to leave,” Crystal said in that soft, alluring voice that immediately got your attention and kept it.
    “Wait!” I looked at Danté. “Sally—I have been worried sick about Sally. Do you know if she is okay?”
    “She is fine and safe,” he said as he attempted to put his arms