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“Absolutely not. It’s tacky. You know what I need? Goat entrails. One can really see the future clearly in proper entrails.” My eyebrows shoot up. “Tana, I swear, if you start spreading goat entrails on your bed, I’m transferring rooms.” A knock sounds at the door, and I’m relieved by the interruption. Goat entrails?
The Dream Stalker is dangerous, one of the few remaining with primal powers.”
And if I end up in his thoughts again, he might sense me. He called me ‘the little telepath.’” Mordred leans closer. “You hear what?” “His thoughts. I hear other
“I found a portal that leads to Auberon’s fortress in Brocéliande. And I got Raphael out of his dungeon. Then he broke up with me and is refusing to leave Brocéliande until we can find the dungeon where his sister is held.”
I whisper, “And is our fake relationship one of those bad decisions?” He flashes me a disarming smile. “Oh, I’m sure it will be a complete disaster, but I don’t know how yet, and that’s always interesting.”
The noble is literally trembling with fear, his face pale as moonlight. This is the effect my sweet, dark-eyed prince has on everyone around him.
“I don’t know. Sometime during the night.” “And you’re sure it’s tonight they’re coming?” I hesitate. “Pretty sure.” “Because if we wait here awake all night like twats and nothing happens, I’m going to feel a bit miffed.” “I can’t be—” The door handle starts turning slowly, and all of us fall silent, tensing. I hold my breath. The door shudders.
“Anyway, not to worry. You might loathe me, but you are mine now, and if anyone tried to burn you at the stake, I’d make them wish they were never born.”
“I’ll see you later, Talan.” When I glance back, I find his eyes locked on me. “How strange. I like the way it sounds when you say my name.”
“There’s only one woman for me, and she is a figment of my imagination, a voice in my thoughts.”
“Why is your heart beating so fast?” he murmurs. I curl my fingers around the blankets. “Don’t you know everyone is scared of you?” Silence falls in the darkened room. Outside, lightning cracks and thunder rolls over the horizon. “Yes,” he says quietly, “but I didn’t think you were.” My throat tightens, and I clamp my eyes shut.
“Well, I was asleep, and I was dreaming you were a horse.” “I dread to think what you do to horses. And they say I’m depraved.”
At last, I get to the ley portal and feel the stones’ magic shimmering over me. The hair rises on the back of my neck as I drag them toward the edge of the circle. Only Sentinels can get through the ring stones, and
whatever they’re carrying with them. But is a corpse really a person? Or is it now a thing? I’m about to find out.
“Nia,” he says softly. “If you want to keep your secrets, you can.” “Why?” “Because I trust you.” I blink. Strangely, my eyes are misting. “Why would you trust me?” “I don’t know. For some reason, I feel like I know you.”
My mind reels. All this time I was hearing his thoughts, I never imagined he was hearing mine, too.
