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of you once.”
    My eyebrows lifted of their own accord. “You did? What did you see?”
    Aednat began to recite the prophecy in her sing - song voice , the words chilling me all over again .
    “The line of the snake will bring forth a saving light at the darkest hour. Binding all the realms as one—her sword will strike down the evil that haunts the land and she shall lead the Fae to victory. Filled with power, her heart will remain pure. Through a union, peace shall reign and the world will know the Fae for all that they are and her sword will forever be at her side.”
    “Wait, th at isn’t the prophecy , ” I said, relief flowing through me. She hadn’t really seen me in a dream ; she’d probably read the prophecy somewhere and just gotten it wrong.
    Aednat nodded. “Yes it is. I was there when it was spoken, I forget nothing.” Cora gave her a strange look, tipping her head sideways, tasting the air with her tongue.
    I do not remember seeing Aednat there when the prophecy was spoken, but then . . . my mind isn’t what it used to be.
    Aednat’s voice grew cold . “ Aednat is not a child.”
    Luke shook his head. “No, it says her heart was filled with compassion, not power. And she is destined to be with the Shining one.”
    Our Banshee guide let out a burst of her trilling laughter that we did our best to shush. “No, that isn’t the prophecy. You Tuatha change d it to suit your selves . You should know that.” Her eyes flicked up to Cora . “ Especially y ou , old goddess.”
    There was an uncomfortable silence, one that Aednat finally broke.
    “So, you think that Balor is evil that you will strike down?” She asked , her left eyebrow raised high. I shrugged, “That’s what everyone is saying.”
    “Be sure before you kill. Death is final. That mistake cannot be undone.”
    Cora slid forward, down Luke’s arm. “Be careful little banshee . Your words are slippery, they could land you in a nest of snakes.” Her tongue flicked out and Aednat paled.
    “Wise words , old one , ” s he whispered, inclining her head a fraction of an inch. As f ascinating as it was to watch the interplay between the two of them, there was an itch at the back of my shoulders.
    “I think we’d better keep moving , ” I said.
    The crack of a branch behind us was all that gave them away. Luke and I spun to face two Fomorii
    “ Please run Tuatha, we love to chase.” Despite their words the two Fomorii didn’t wait to see what we’d do ; they propell ed them selves across the ground at high speed with their heavily muscled arms . A single bulbous eye protruded from each of their forehead s, the whites of them dripping a milky substance down the edge of their faces.
    Aednat let out a scream as the first Fomorii jumped over our heads and slashed at her tiny body.
    “ No! ” I shouted . I leapt toward the closest Fomorii, his eye looking as if it was going to pop out of his head , then a wide grin split his face, his triangular teeth glistening . He dropped Aednat and made a grab for me, but he was too slow. Calling my knife, I slashed upwards, his hulking body towering over me , gravity working in my favour as he bent to meet me, unable to stop his headlong rush into my dagger . The blade bit deep into his throat and only a low gurgle escaped him as I yanked the knife out of the tough gray-green hide .
    A quick glance showed me that Luke had easily dispatched the other Fomorii.
    “That was easy , ” I said, wiping off my dagger on my pants.
    “They were young, cocky and untrained , ” Luke said . “And we were very lucky there weren’t more of them. Now t hey’ll know we’re here , a s soon as they find the bodies.”
    Crap, I hadn’t thought of that minor detail.
    “Aednat can help.” She started to sing, her voice a soft whisper that grew with each bar , and the world around us felt hypnotized , frozen with her song . The very trees and grass leaned into her words, the birds sang soft harmoni es that