She could become the Fourth Princess who lost control and killed herself—and anyone standing too close—through sheer magical incompetence.
Cullens leaned forward, his expression pained. "Your Highness, please. You must consider what I suggested before. It's the only reliable way to discharge that much excess magic safely."
Elara's clouded mind struggled to remember. What had he suggested? Something about—
Oh.
*Oh.*
Her eyes focused on him more sharply. "You mean..."
