“Why are we still running?” I demanded as the Queen beneath me galloped over the terrain.
“Because Argent will not be held for long. As much as I loathe to admit it my son’s power is not weak and that imp has made him even more powerful.” She looked over her shoulder back at the battle. “Behold, even now Cefrine’s magic can not hold him.”
I too looked. The vines that had locked Argent in place were all shriveled up and decayed. The other unicorn was on the defensive now as she used her own body to keep him from coming after us. My hand throbbed from my magic use. I couldn’t use any more of the blood magic or I’d risk not so pretty consequences. Blood magic always had its price.
“We should go help her.”
“No, we should not.” The royal under me sighed. “Simon, do understand. I do wish tha
