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Chapter Fifty: The Rhyme

Silvia POV

I am instantly enveloped in strong, skinny arms and it takes me only a moment before I wrap my own arms around the tiny, mostly crazy woman who is hugging me. She smells of roasted chestnuts and mint and madness.

Esme!

I pull away. Her hair is brushed to a gleaming silver sheen and she is wearing the same white robe as Darius. I want to tell her about the sewer trolls and about how we rescued Luka. I want to ask her what she thinks about mates and whether only the Moon Goddess can decide. I want her to tell me that Vuko left a message for me saying that he is my one and only.

Instead, she holds a finger to my lips.

"You are going to find out soon!" she says, as if I have already asked my question. She looks positively gleeful.

I narrow my eyes.

"Esme, what ...?"

But she has seen Luka and he has seen her. He runs to her, shouting "Gramma Esme!"

She scoops him into her arms, kissing his face and crying fat, sparkling tears of joy.

"My Luka!" she says. "We were so wor
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