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Tresor was wrong about the curse...

...the necrotic damage should have killed me.

It has been minutes since I was injected before our parting farewell.

Silence falls on the room when Arthur leaves, my heart beating fast as I breathe hard. Rose's form is unconscious, unable to handle anything more, her body breaking. Breathing in and out calmly, I feel like I should be spiraling out of control...but I'm not.

We can't account for things we change in a way that's unseen...

...but what if this...what if this is all supposed to be my reality. It might be events that have changed for others, but my life ended in the timeline the moment mother sent Edith and me away.

This, this right here, this is our fate...not something we can alter, not something we are the architects or designers of...

Rose can still show a grand display of ending the council...

I'm thankful now, for, at the time when father mentioned about the training, I needed to go through...for a day would come when I needed to have this resistance built up. Tears form in my eyes at the thought of how Grandpa Keir had agreed that I should have reassurance, just like his father before him. Now that I understand more of Grandpa Keir's father through Grandpa Sebby...I understand...

...the weapon you wield should not be something you are affected by.

Alpha Rakkon Wood...immunity to Nightshade, using it as a form of wine to kill his enemies should they get too close for comfort to his pack. Every morning, he always took a small vial of it, to build his immune system up against the toxins.

My father did this for me as well.

It proved hazardous to mother's brother, but his mind is not what mine is...it had to be agreed upon by the entire family before I was put through resistance training...

Oleander.

Liquid silver.

Wolfsbane.

It will only remain in my system for a few more minutes. I can choose to try and free Rose and me, but then we'd raise alarm...

...no, we must have a new plan.

I wait for it, feeling the pain ebb away and the second it does, I connect with Grandpa.

Rose and I are in the dungeon. Arthur was suspicious of what I'd done when I helped Rose that night...

I'll get Sebastian and Marc, we'll-

Grandpa listen to me...Rose still needs to have a display in front of everyone when taking down the council...well, Arthur intends to use me for the Blood Renewal.

Then we need to get the two of you out now, it's only a few hours until the Blood Renewal.

That's fine...I'm sure Arthur plans on killing Rose afterward, so she'll be left in the dungeon. Have Grandpa Sebby and Marc save Rose...get her belongings and have them attack at the Blood Renewal. Arthur already knows about everyone...we must strike next before the king moves blindly.

How can you be certain?

He wants my blood; he won't jeopardize acting again until after he consumes it. The Blood Renewal is all we have left, the last moment of weakness for the council.

If just one thing goes wrong...Dot, I can't let you-

It's okay, I promise.

Breathing in and out slowly, I let my mind clear. Not wanting to let anything get to me, I think of everything I've done...what led me to here and this moment. Beneath my breath, I mutter, "Don't let me down, Rose..."

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