Page 82 of Blood of the Veil


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Going against Saldrea was turning my back on the crown and every fibre of my being said that was wrong aswell. I couldn’t fail another royal like I had all those years ago.

So, I pushed my feelings down and went back to my duty.

As abhorrent as it may be.

IZZY

Myeland I huddled in the shadows of the cliffs near campus.

“You’re sure we can trust him?” Myel whispered, not for the first time since the incident with Vyns earlier that evening.

Nope.

But I truly hoped we could.

“Yes.”

I was afraid if I didn’t give a definitive answer Myel would hunt the other man down and I honestly didn’t know how that would turn out. Shifter versus angel? Vyns had seen real battle, but Myel was tough as they came and there was a fire in his eyes I’d never seen before.

“This isn’t good,” Myel breathed. “No oneshould know about us. Even if wecantrust him… he’s Saldrea’s guard and one of Saldrea’s little sisterhood is a sylph who can read minds.”

Oh.

Shit.

“I…” He let out a long breath. I had the feeling something weighed on him. I couldn’t see him in this darkness, but that had been a heavy sigh.

“What?” I asked, softly.

“Things are… coming to a head. We… may need to act soon. I know you don’t know what that means, but… just… be ready for anything. Okay?”

Cryptic much?

“Yeah… sure, okay?”

He kissed me, lips insistent, as if his life depended on this desperate contact.

“I should go. But I’ll be back later,” he whispered. Both of us generally felt better, able to get through the day if we slept together at night. “I love you, Izzy, stay safe.”

“You too,” I urged him, now more than a little worried what he might do, given his enigmatic remarks.

“Always.” Then he was gone.

I was alone.

My turn to sigh heavily.

I made my way back along the beach to the steps at The Tumble. For some reason the long climb up seemed to take forever, arduous. I felt… heavy.

I plodded along the path at the top of the cliff, back to my residence, then upmorestairs.

It was a testament to my distracted state that I didn’t notice the door to my room was slightly ajar until I reached for the handle.

Curious…

I pushed the door open.

My room… was…gone.