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I rubbed my left cheek. “So, give her a minute?”
“More than that.”
“Yeah, I know. It’s just a saying.”
“I see.”
Uh-huh. “So, what about the Druid?”
Not Dad?
Erm, no.
“Alistair will be on hand to cast other spells Lia will make, as will others once we break Aidan’s lies. There are souls of Carvers and Druids out there aching to come here.”
“Okay.” Man, my head throbbed.
“King Silvanus is free to come and go as he attends to his royal duties,” she added. “As are his friends. They, along with any they trust, are our allies. But I think you should keep a safe distance from him for now.”
Silvanus attending to other things would be a good idea. “Thanks.”
“But I must ask you to remain here in the safety of the glade. You are too precious. And…” A brief hesitation, a gentle sigh. “Focus on keeping things to yourself.”
“I—”
“Aidan is right. Speaking fateful words aloud would be the end.”
I licked my lips nervously. “You don’t think he’s wrong about that?”
“No. The Knife of Fractured Rapture does exactly what it says it does.”
“And that’s all you know?”
“For now. I will keep searching. Deities are always sifting through the mysteries of the world. Always searching.”
I didn’t know why, but it didn’t fill me with confidence.
“He is my true love,” I whispered.
“Yes. Two souls who are meant to be. That is the cruelty of it.”
I shut down anymore of this conversation, the chains around my box straining already. “So, what next?”
“We wait.”
I watched the others taking in the scenery, heard Medusa waxing lyrical over the prettiness of the butterflies, which made Vaughn laugh.
No one else laughed, they all had their heads bowed. Silvanus… Shit. I couldn’t even look at him.
My stomach roiled. “What about Aidan’s contingency plan?”
“I do not fear his threats. He is a desperate man.”
“Yeah, and doesn’t desperation make folk more dangerous than usual?”
Caer laughed and it chilled me to the bone. I didn’t like the eerie sound.
“We have the upper hand now, precious one.”
