He had tried and failed to bring her back. And while I knew he was sworn to Matilda—he was her ally—he did not know what I was to her. He did not know that once, she and I had lain beneath the sway of bracken, holding on to the other as if we were so entwined that nothing—not even a creature from the under realm—could tear us apart. Once, we had wandered through dreams, side by side.
