~ ZARA ~
My mother was staring hard. "Do you understand? If the King learns of your true loyalty and sends you back to your world, He doesn't know this. He will think… think that returning you in that manner will target your return the same as it would others who travel through a rite, rather than the gift. But… it is not true for you."
"He… he doesn't know that?" I breathed. She shook her head, licking her lips quickly like she was scared.
Which meant she'd never told him.
"Okay," I said, nodding. "I understand."
"There are limits, though, Zara. I say let him kill you, because you cannot kill yourself. I cannot stress that enough. The Dreamers who attempted to travel in that way were never seen again. One assumes that they actually died. I don't know. I only know that you must let someone else kill you, you cannot kill yourself."
"Okay."
