A few minutes later, Samantha returned. “Sorry, I heard something funny around the bend and decided to investigate. Nothing wrong there.” She waved a hand at the area around them, and Ellie felt a strange, almost numbing buzz.
Samantha shook her into consciousness. “Ellie, talk to me. What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know.” Ellie clutched her aching head, trying to break free from the fog in her mind. “I feel dizzy.”
“You looked like you were going to pass out. Let’s get you back to Cadmus.”
Ellie leaned on Samantha as they walked towards the dining room. Oddly enough, the room had emptied by the time they returned.
“Okay, that’s weirdness number two.” Samantha tried to grin, but the expression came off as a grimace. Her green eyes looked murky, almost black, and Ellie had to blink to clear her own vision. A tiny suspicion shook her, which she immediately banked.
No way someone was impersonating Samantha. She wore the same clothing, the same hairstyle and attitude. And yet…something seemed off.
“Excuse me, good sir,” Samantha called out to a young serving boy who’d entered the hall. “Have you seen Prince Cadmus?”
The boy nodded. “Yes, Princess. He’s in the east tower looking for his affai.” His eyes widened when they lit on Ellie, and he grinned shyly, bowing his head.
“Thank you.”
Samantha kept her hand on Ellie’s as they left the hall. They continued down several corridors, and Samantha walked faster, forcing Ellie to jog to keep pace.
“Samantha, can you please slow down?”
“I’m sorry, but I’ve got a really bad feeling about this. Something’s wrong.”
Ellie hurried, feeling the same. But her steps seemed clumsy, her movement decidedly slow. “Go ahead of me if you need to. Let Cadmus know I’m on the way.”
Samantha nodded and moved out of sight. But Ellie followed her footsteps, and soon entered a large stone chamber littered with fallen men. Shocked, she noticed Queen Ravyn standing across the room talking to Ellie’s mirror image.
Ellie didn’t understand. She wanted to cross to the queen, to save her from the threat she could feel deep in her bones. And she wanted to call Cadmus, but her mind seemed far away. The best she could do was struggle out a warning.
“Queen Ravyn, run,” she warbled before tripping into someone heavy.
The queen’s shocked voice called, “Ellie?”
“I have you.” The body holding her belonged to a masculine voice, and the hands touching her hurt. They were cold, like ice, and caused a burning sensation around her throat, where his fingers clenched.
“Let her go,” Queen Ravyn ordered, her voice imperious and not in the slightest frightened.
Ellie focused. Her twin had vanished. Ravyn cast Ellie a brief, reassuring glance before narrowing her gaze on the man holding Ellie upright.
Lightning arched and power surged through the room, only to come up short as the man held Ellie in front him like a shield. Ellie tried like hell to move, to take herself out of the picture. But it was no use.
“Please.” Tears tracked down her cheeks. “Leave me. Find Cadmus, Queen Ravyn. Get to safety.”
Ravyn gritted her teeth, her focus on the man behind Ellie. “You bastard. You’ve taken away my heart, but you won’t take away my son’s.”
Ellie suddenly nose-dived into the stone below her, ripped from her tormenter by a vicious force.
When her head stopped spinning, she noted the power struggle between her saviour and her attacker—a man with white-blond hair and icy power bent on destroying the queen. Ravyn looked anything but meek. Her black hair streamed and her eyes glowed a bright green. Lightning crackled, and Light sparked throughout the queen’s body as she raised her hands at her opponent.
“Not this time, Sin Garu,” she warned.
They launched vollies back and forth, but neither opponent seemed to be winning the upper hand.
Then Sin Garu glanced down at Ellie and winked.
She watched, horrified, as the Dark Lord used Ellie’s Dark power to shield himself while blasting the queen with a burst of blue fire from his fingertips. The blow pierced her right through the chest.
