Creepy.
Chapter Twenty One
Daphne
“What did I miss?” Genie asks the moment we leave the Forbidden Forest.
“We got Theo back,” I explain. “The Idols have put a bounty out on me and Gwyneth. Oh, and we were ambushed by a butt group.”
“A quiet diurnal then.” He clutches my broom, which wiggles like an overly excited puppy.
“What’s going on with Sir Sweeps-A-Lot?”
Genie scowls at my sidekick. “He’s an infernal pain in my ass, always trying to help but failing.”
“Fairest of the land, may I speak with you?” Eron’s voice rings out.
Malachi moves his horse closer to mine and hands me the small mirror, showing the face of my favorite mirror man.
“I’m here.” He blinks before blowing out a breath, which steams up the mirror. I raise a brow. “A little steamy where you are?”
His cheeks flush, making my lips lift. “My state is not important. Gwyneth has asked me to send word that you’re being hunted.”
“We know,” Nash grumbles. “Those flyers scattered to the four winds. I’d be surprised if there were any creatures left who don’t know.”
“Is my sister safe?”
“She’s sequestered in the Living LIbrary. No one can enter without the Grimm bloodline’s express permission. So yes, she is safe.” He hitches in a breath.
“You okay?”
He squints as if he’s trying hard not to react. “I am.” His lips part. “Eric, I’m on a call with my lady fair.”
Huh?Oohh. Ugh.Even my mirror man’s getting some.
“As soon as I get you alone, you’re going to get more than you can handle,” Theo rumbles in my ear.
Nash’s head snaps over his shoulder, tracking the way Theo’s hand presses against my lower belly. His gaze lifts to mine. Oh yeah, he was waiting for Theo to return, and now that he has, all bets are off.
Threefold.
I don’t break eye contact.Bring it on, Nash Stirling. It’s long overdue.
He shakes his head like he can hear my taunt.
“How many diurnals until you return?” Eron asks.
“Two at most,” Hart answers. “We’ll rest in the damsel village this evening. I need to send word out so that our way into the Hallows is free from threats, or at least not full of idiots who pander to the Idols.”
“That is an issue, given the Idols have taken residence in what was the grand library. Six of them in the same place is making the kingdom restless.”
“Six? Did they recruit more?” I wonder.
“That is an issue,” Genie gripes. “That many Idols in concentration is going to destabilize the realm.”
Isn’t that what we want?
Eron nods. “And more will follow. You have to hurry. Lady Gloria needs your skills in the bedroom.”
