The Inheritors Of Iron And Ash And The Unmarked Graves Of Blackwood Estate

“And she will protect you.”

The girl’s hand tightened in Kira’s fur, holding on like an anchor. “Will I be safe here?”

I looked from her worn boots to the warm lights of the sanctuary. I thought of the cold woods, the biting snow, the feeling of being utterly alone.

“Yes,” I said, the word a promise. “Here, you will be safe. Welcome home, Emily.”

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