I knew before I opened my eyes that it had worked. The sense of the air was entirely different here, the magical energy in every atom of the breeze against my face. But there was something strange and sour about the overwhelming tide of Seelie magic prickling against my skin. Something cold at its heart, where there should be summer warmth and vibrance.

I opened my eyes.

I was sitting on a vast, rocky plain. It was somewhere I’d never seen before. It wasn’t ...