But even that theory didn’t quite fit. Why would someone do something that had no guarantee of working? To annoy me? It felt more sinister than simple.
“What happened to those men who showed up?”
“I flung them out of town using magic. They’re probably still alive.”
He let out a hearty laugh. “Good. They’re lucky that’s all they got.”
I picked up my coffee and took a sip, grimacing at the lukewarm temperature. My father rose and took my mug, refilling my coffee.
“Now,” he said as he sat back down, “I want to talk about my retirement.”
My father stayedanother few hours, and I learned how to dodge giving answers to a fae king. The crown was still on the table, though I still had a ton of trauma thanks to the one Titania shoved on my head right before the magic shoved me into a magic tree to die.
I had zero desire to take over my father’s reign, and even though I was his only heir, taking his crown and becoming queenseemed so farfetched I had a difficult time wrapping my head around it.
As far as I was concerned, this was a problem for another day. We were all immortals, and there was time to push this to the back of my list.
I changed into pajamas, washed my face, and was about to slide into bed with a good book when my cell phone pinged with a message from Moira.
I may or may not have done a thing while you were gone.
I frowned at the screen.Is it more I changed my hair color or more I destroyed some property and broke multiple laws?
The second.
Do I want to know?
Nope! Plausible deniability. I’ll tell you when you come into work.
Will it get us killed?
You? No. Me?Shrug emoji.
I sighed out loud and fell back onto the pillow.I’ll be there tomorrow morning. You opening?
I am. Ash and Tess are off.
Stay out of trouble tonight. See you first thing.
I’ll do my best.
Shaking my head, I plugged my charger in and put my cell on the nightstand. Her reticence to tell me was telling in itself. Whatever she’d done had something to do with the Lords.
Thorvin was one of the better Lords, so if she’d glittered him and destroyed property, I couldn’t imagine what she might have done to the others.
In spite of my misgivings, I chuckled before pulling the blankets over my head.
Moira was a good friend to have.
Chapter
Twenty-Five
Caelan sat on my couch early the next morning, chowing down on an enormous plate of pancakes. He’d gotten in sometime in the middle of the night and woken me up enthusiastically.
He had so much enthusiasm, I was late to work the next morning.
“Are you free tonight?” I asked.
