We were Entente. We were the whispers. We were the details, tiny arrows that you couldn’t ignore. We were strings of moments, coincidences, and happenstances that led you to yesterday and today and tomorrow. We were the Fates.

For a long time I thought I was all that was left. But now I knew I was so very wrong.

I would have to stop my own sisters to save the Queendoms. But they couldn’t possibly know that I had a Fate, I had Hecate at my side in the flesh . . .