Devlon let out a grunt at the sight of her. But Elain wrapped her own blue cloak around herself, averting her eyes from all of those towering, muscled warriors, the army camp bustling toward the horizon … She was a rose bloom in a mud field. Filled with galloping horses.
We walk back along the footpath, and Aiden opens the side door of the van. Sorry, but it is safer if you travel in the back.Its fine, I say. Climb in, settle myself, then shift closer to the window once the door is shut.
I want to know the way.A surprise waits when I open the front door. Dad, on the sofa, feet up; Amy next to him chattering about her week. Mum reading a book on a chair. Three sets of eyes swivel and stare.Mum shuts her book. Frowns. That was a long walk.
Give her a chance to come in and say hello, Dad says. I havent seen her for a week. He holds out his hand and I walk over; he takes mine and pulls me closer, kisses my cheek.Sit down, join us, he says, and I perch on the other end of the sofa next to Amy.
Where did you go? Mum asks.
Dad shakes his head. Cant the poor girl go for an afternoon walk without getting the third degree?I was the nightmare.
Preying on what Tamlin had feared from my very first days here.I had not forgotten that long-ago fight hed picked with Lucien. The warning hed given him to stop flirting with me. To stay away. The fear that Id preferred the red-haired lord over him and that it would threaten every plan he had. Back off, hed told Lucien.
I had no doubt Tamlin was now running through every look and conversation since then. Every time Lucien had intervened on my behalf, both Under the Mountain and afterward. Weighing how much that new mating bond with Elain held sway over his friend.Considering how this very morning, Lucien had knelt before me, swearing fealty to a newborn god, as if we had both been Cauldron-blessed.