Thorvin blinked. “Err. Yes. How did you know?”
“The stone told me,” I murmured.
Moira shot me a concerned glance.
I shook off the strangeness and went to the fridge. “Any preference?”
Thorvin shook his head and sank onto one of the kitchen chairs with a soft groan. He sighed and crossed his arms on top of the table, then laid his head down.
Moira stared at him for a moment. “Do you want to talk about it?”
Thorvin took a shuddering breath. “No.”
Danu was true to her word. The Lord was physically whole, minus the broken nose, and seemed to still have all his faculties. A successful mission, all in all.
Thorvin lifted his head. “You healed my land.”
“Yes,” I added a large chunk of ham to the sandwich. “That is why I came.”
His shoulders slumped. “I wasn’t sure you would. After…” Thorvin lifted light brown eyes to mine. “I’m sorry again, Evie.”
“You’re lucky,” I told him, adding a large slice of Butterleaf lettuce. “Any later and it might have been too late.”
Thorvin’s eyes squeezed shut. “Any chance that poison will come back?”
I pushed the sandwich over to him. Thorvin eyed it for a moment, so long I snorted. “If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn’t have bargained with Danu for your life.”
Thorvin flinched, then nodded in thanks.
“No,” I said, answering his question. “Not until I drop my claim on your borders.”
Thorvin’s hands stilled in the act of picking up his sandwich. “Just the borders?”
I passed Moira the second sandwich I made. “Unlike you, Lord, I keep my word.”
Anger at the situation rode me once more, and magic colored the sound of my voice when I next spoke. “You’ve angered the fae today, Lord Thorvin. This is not a slight we will soon forget.”
Thorvin went white as a sheet. Moira gave me a curious look and rose, taking her sandwich with her. “I think it’s time we head home.” She took me by the arm and tugged.
I glanced at the sandwich stuff in mourning.
“We’ll be therein a hurry. I’ve already told Rowan to heat something up for you.”
I swayed and pressed a hand to my temples. “Thank you.”
Moira nodded to Thorvin. “We will leave you now. Take care nothing like this ever occurs again. Evie will not be so magnanimous next time.”
Thorvin’s lips thinned, but he nodded. Moira was the only one who believed I’d been magnanimous today.
Once we were outside, Moira paused. A tall, lean male sauntered toward us, hands shoved in the pockets of his jeans. My friend’s breathing patterns changed and her scent went sharper.
Oh gods. This…I did not want to know certain things.
“Moira,” I hissed through my teeth. “Get it together.”
She shot me a sharp glance, horror widening her eyes when she realized. Her desire drained immediately.
“Better.”
