What is it?
Are you in the Kasha?
Yes. What is it?
On my way.
“Daya?” Cathal’s gaze swivels over each one of my features. “Something’s wrong. Tell me what’s wrong?”
“I don’t know. It’s Agrippina. She’s coming here.”
Chapter 53
Zendaya
Asha says that you aren’t to be disturbed. Can you please tell her that you can be disturbed? Ireallyneed to see you.The panic that grips Agrippina’s tone makes me rush to unseal the doors.
The second she bursts through, I run my gaze over her. Her blue hair is wild, her skin as pale as the milk inside Cruaih’s bowl, and her eyes are pitched wide.
“Did something happen to Ceres?” I ask.
She blinks, then parrots, “Ceres?” as though she cannot recall who that is. My heart slams into my ribs and I swing my gaze up to Cathal who stands beside me, Cruaih tucked inside his palm. Has Agrippina lost her memories again?
He must have the same thought, because he says, “Your mother. Ceres is your mother.”
She snorts. “I fucking know who Ceres is, Cathal.” She starts kneading her temples with such force I worry she’ll crack her skull.
After thundering, my pulse goes dead. “Did something happen to Enzo?”
Cathal’s carriage rigidifies at the mention of my Serpent’s name. How long will he stay jealous of that boy?
“No, Day, something’s happened tome.”
Since she’s alive, I take it that whatever’s going on with her isn’t a matter of life and death. “What happened?”
“Cathal, do you mind stepping—” She suddenly hisses because a shadow streaks in beside her and morphs into a Crow, the one she doesnothave a crush on.
Reid’s sun-kissed brown hair pokes out from his scalp, unruly like hers. Unlike the desperate horror painting her features, he wears the smuggest grin. Cathal mutters something under his breath that wipes the expression from his mouth and makes his head jerk into a deferential bow.
“Forgive my eruption inside your throne room, Sumaca.” Reid mumbles in Crow. It’s only my title that he pronounces in Shabbin.
I couldn’t care less about his manners. Not with Agrippina rocking from heel to toe like a ship caught in a squall.Tell me what’s happened through our bond.
I slept with him.
Well that explains the volume she’s acquired to her hair. What it doesn’t explain is her distress.
Cathal’s leather and armor creak from how tightly he’s wound up. I begin to wonder why my shifter’s anguish is causing him such discomfort when Agrippina juts her finger toward Reid, whose lips have curled up anew.I can hear him, Day! Please tell me you can too?
Why on earth would me hearing Reid make you feel better?
Because then that would mean he’s a Serpent and not my—She squeezes her temples once more and goes back to rocking.
She doesn’t need to finish her sentence for me to understand what Reid has become to her. “Reid, can you try to speak into my mind?”
Cathal frowns. Reid does as well.
“It’s to make sure you haven’t become a Serpent.”
