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Siren's Song
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Author: Mary Weber
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up higher—just in time, too, from what I can see of the jagged, white-tipped mountaintops poking from the dark. “The other ships will have to follow or figure out the terrain on their own.”
    I catch Kenan’s glance at the second-story quarters where the two child captains are. Kel. He’s probably scared out of his wits. Poor boy.
    â€œYour Majesty, I think you and Nym should—”
    Too late. We’re descending faster. The stars become clearer, freckling the sky with their light as we make it over the range. I shut my eyes and reach up and will the spark in my Elemental veins to connect with the atmosphere. To strengthen enough to hold us up until the captains find a place to land.
    Except next thing I know we’re slowly turning in a circle on the winds.
    Litches.
    â€œThe fuel is running out,” Eogan says.
    I open my eyes and look at him as his fingers squeeze mine. “Arguing about my health or safety won’t make a difference if we’re dropping too fast,” he says. “Tell the engine room to find every last ounce of fuel. And, engineers, engage the air-fins!”
    I start to follow. “I’m coming.”
    Except neither of us is going anywhere because a rush of air blasts my lungs and rocks the ship harder. And suddenly the world drops out from underneath us and we are falling . . .
    falling . . .
    falling.
    Kenan points toward flickering fires lighting up a forest’s edge and lights farther out illuminating what appears to be a city made completely of glass that’s swirling in and out of sight as we spin. The glow is growing brighter.
    One of the soldiers behind us yells, “Hold on to something, boys, and pray our captains steer us well!”
    Out of the dim, Eogan’s arms clamp around either side of me, then his hands latch onto the railing as he shoves us both down. I wrap around his body, which is abruptly shivering, and grip my good hand onto the metal beam. And curl my other against his chest.
    We spin faster and metal shrieks as we’re jolted and jostled against treetops and then thrown free from the rail to skid across the cold deck amid groans from the soldiers. The airship bumps and we’re aloft again, only to come down harder with a loud crunching noise and metal screaming and pieces breaking off because all hulls has broken loose.
    It lasts mere seconds.
    It lasts a lifetime.
    Jostling and spinning and bumping.
    Then we’re crashing as the ship plows through what sounds like metal and glass breaking and material ripping.
    Things are flying past us—thunking the deck and bending the rail—until my body’s ripped free from Eogan’s grip and I’m shoved against the opposite side of the ship.
    My head hits. My back hits. My chest hurts.
    The ship comes to a stop with a jerk, and everything slows, until with one final squeal the whole thing lists to the side so the deck is now slanted toward me and my hips are against the lower railing.
    Silence falls except for the sputtering, whirring hum of the engine.
    The taste of blood travels the back of my throat from my nose. I cough, sit up, and rub my head as I look around for Eogan.
    He’s a few paces away already getting to his feet and heading across the slanted deck. Beyond him, surrounding us, are what appear to be tall, lit-up glass towers sparkling in starry-night reflection.
    I blink and wave Eogan off. He nods and flips around to his men. “Everyone survive?”
    Mutters of “here, here, here” fill the air.
    â€œGood.” He looks toward the captains’ room. “Kenan, see to your son and the other captain, then the prisoners. You two soldiers there—ensure that no one gets within five paces of Nym while I demand to see the queen.”
    â€œI’ll speak to the queen,” I say, pulling myself up. “You men see that King Eogan gets a physician.”
    It may be dark, but the expression on Eogan’s face
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