Xyn pushed him toward Shadow. “Go on and take him before he has a nervous breakdown. Or I kill him.”
Medea laughed. “C’mon, dragonfly.”
He paused at her actions. “What are you doing?”
“I know what that look in your eyes means. You’re going back for Maddor. I plan to go with you.”
“No. You’re not. You’re going to stay here.”
Cocking her head, she gave him an oh-no-you-didn’t stare.
Falcyn cleared his throat. “No?”
“I’m going with you,” she repeated firmly.
Shadow laughed. “I wouldn’t argue with that, dragon. She looks kind of pissed off, and while I’m no expert in women, that is the kind of expression that in the past hasn’t boded well for my body parts being happy at a later time and date whenever a female pointed them at me.”
He gave Shadow a droll stare. “Do you not have an off switch or filter?”
“Not really.”
With a deep growl, Falcyn shook his head. “Fine. I can’t argue with both of you. Let’s get this over with. See if I can work some miracle.”
“What kind of miracle are you thinking?”
“No idea. Hoping for inspiration.” Falcyn took a deep breath. “All right, Shadow. Lead us in.”
“Lead us in, he says. Like that’s easy. Like all I have to do is snap my fingers and poof.” Shadow snapped his fingers and they were in Camelot.
Falcyn arched his brow at Shadow’s continued bitching.
“Well, that partwaseasy.” His voice broke off as they realized they were surrounded by Adoni warriors. “But this is what I was talking about. Lousy, pointy-eared bastards tend to notice when we come and go. Worse? The little bitches attack like locusts.”
He’d barely finished that sentence before they proved him right and pounced.
20
Falcyn cursed Shadow and the Adoni as Medea manifested a sword to fight them. “Really? You had to dump us in the middle of a fairy hoedown?”
“Well gee, Bubba, you didn’t specify where exactly you wanted ole Miss Scarlett to put ya! It seemed as good a place as any.”
“Oh shut up!” Falcyn lobbed a fireball at the Adoni nearest him.
Meanwhile, Shadow took up arms against those nearest him. “I’ve got to find a better class of friends. I swear.”
“Enough! Stop this!”
They all froze at the sound of Morgen’s voice.
Confused, Falcyn moved to cover Medea. Just in case, as he had no idea what Morgen intended or why she wasn’t ordering their deaths, when that was her normal command.
Shadow also stepped back as the fey queen materialized in front of them.
Morgen cut an evil glare to each of them in turn, but it was Falcyn she singled out for her malice. “I told Narishka you’d come.”
“Pardon?”
“Beg all you want. But I knew you would return for Maddor. She thought me crazy and sentimental. However, youarepredictable.”
