“This is outrageous, but if it eases your suspicions, go have a look. Make it quick. Unlike you, I have things to do today,” Ellian says, gesturing for him to continue his search.
Gulliver’s robe whips around him as he spins and starts rushing down the rows of shelves like a madman.
Fuck.
Come on, Ellian, look over here.
He doesn’t.
He locks his fingers behind his back and rocks on his heels. His gaze continues to roam lazily around the room, and every time Gulliver shouts something, he rolls his eyes.
I scoot from my hiding spot the slightest bit, hoping the movement catches his eye. It doesn’t.
“Ellian,” I whisper barely above a breath. He still doesn’t glance my way, so I say it a touch more forcefully.
His head whips in my direction and I slam my finger to my lips as soon as his wide eyes lock on mine.
“What are you doing?” he mouths before jerking his head in Gulliver’s direction. “Found anything yet?”
“No, but I will. I know someone was in here. Power lingers in the air.”
I give Ellian a guilty smile and mouth, “Do something.”
I press my palm to my mouth when he gives me a stern stare and throws his hands up. I nod for him to go toward Gulliver.
“Stay where you are and let me come check it out.”
Yeah, we’ll be hearing from him soon.
I tiptoe out of my spot as he disappears down the shelves, carrying his conversation with Gulliver loud enough that I can hear where they may be.
I freeze when Gulliver attempts to turn his body around to face Ellian. Quickly and as smoothly as he can, Ellian places his hand on his back and instructs him to lead him where he sensed something.
I haul ass out the open door. Luckily, not tripping up on shit or making a scene. My power wraps around me and I starshoot away without taking a single breath.
My head falls back, knocking into the door as my harsh exhale echoes around the office.
“Are you out of breath? Also, where is Thayla? She’s supposed to be with you right now.”
I chuckle and let my eyes flutter open so I can look at Amick. He hasn’t glanced up from his work.
“She’s fine and at Yemi’s. And yes, I’m out of breath.”
“What in the realm for?”
I push off from his door and stroll toward his desk. He finally tears his eyes off his work and moves them to the scroll I drop on his desk.
“What’s this?”
“Why don’t you look at it?”
I wait with bated breath as he huffs the realm’s quietest huff and unties the poorly reknotted ribbon.
Only a few seconds pass before he stands from his chair. His shocked gaze snaps from the parchment to me repeatedly.
“Where did you find this?”
“Do you want the truth, or do you just want to be happy that I found it?”
