“I was in Ironspire.”
Well, that answer shut me up.
“She probably also wants to meet and thank you,” Reaver added.
“Thank me?” Poppy whispered. “For what?”
“For finding both of her sons and setting them free.”
Her gaze darted to mine and then back to Reaver. “Oh.”
Feeling Reaver’s curious stare, I finally reached the last of the buttons and bent my head so we were at eye level. “Hey,” I said quietly. “You okay?”
Her lips parted, and she nodded before her attention shifted back to Reaver. “How are…how are they?”
“Ires and Malec? I’m not sure,” he said as I stepped away and quickly grabbed the first pair of pants I found, pulling them on. “When I returned to Iliseeum to find someone to help you, I didn’t have time to check in on them. And Sera and Ash were busy.”
“Ash?” Poppy’s brows drew together.
“Nyktos,” he corrected himself as I stepped down from the bed.
And thank the gods she said more because I was seriously starting to worry if she was okay. Rhahar had told us that. “Right. He is known as the Asher.”
“Yep.”
I tied the stays on the leather pants. “Is he coming, too?”
“No.”
That was good news, considering the last and only time I’d met him, he hadn’t been all that friendly. Hopefully, Seraphena would be different.
But as I secured the flap on my breeches, one of Aydun’s warnings resurfaced, and my jaw clenched.
“Seraphena is coming,” Poppy stated before I could answer. “She’s really coming here. To the mortal realm.”
“Yes.” Reaver drew out the word, and the concern she’d felt before returned, spiking sharply. Even the draken picked up on it as I returned to her side and dropped my hand to her shoulder, squeezing gently.
Reaver’s usually impassive features softened, and that, right there, was why I hadn’t harmed the infuriating draken—well,seriouslyharmed him anyway. “There’s no reason to be worried, Poppy. You are, after all, her grandchild.”
Poppy blinked once and then twice. “But what about Millicent? She’s not here. Does Seraphena know that?”
“Likely not.”
Poppy’s gaze lowered, and she fell silent.
“How much time do we have?” I asked.
“She could show at any moment.”
That was arealhelpful answer. “Can you get Kieran for me?”
Poppy’s eyes widened. “Perhaps it would be better to get someone else.”
“He’ll do it,” I said.
“Can I get the wolf? Yes.” Reaver paused. “Will I?”
“Yes, you will,” I snapped. “You will do exactly that because it will make Poppy happy.”
