Page 117 of The Heart of the Dragon

I groaned at the familiar voice at the same time my heart leapt for joy. If anyone could help Magnus it would be her.

"There's no time for explanation," I said, managing to get to my hands and knees without vomiting. It had happened again. I'd somehow rewound what happ?—

Wait. No. Magnus's injuries. This wasn't the past.

"Where is the king?" I asked Corvina.

She snorted. "As if you don't know. The entire village has been lit up for the last hour with the news that the King is dead and at the hands of him." She pointed at Magnus and squinted her eyes. "And by the looks of him, our new king is going to be dead within the next hour."

I grabbed her wrist with more strength than I thought I had and pulled her down to my level, her knees crashing to the floor. "Not if you don't want to die the second he takes his last breath. Fix this. Fix him. Or you're done."

She stared into my eyes for several seconds, and I could only imagine the wildness she found. But I spoke the truth. If she let him die, then my last act in this realm would be to kill her.

"Fine," she said. "But only because if he doesn't wake and take his place as the rightful king, then this realm will go to war until a new one is found." She jerked her wrist from my hand and strode over to Magnus and Isaac.

"Help me get him on the table. This is going to take some time, and I'm not about to spend the next twenty-four hours on my knees."

An evil retort hovered on the tip of my tongue, that I somehow managed to hold. She didn’t seem to like me much more than I liked her, but I needed her help.

Kitra and I helped her drag Magnus to the kitchen area of her small home, and by the time we got there, Isaac was on his feet and lifting Magnus into place. "As for the rest of you," she said, bending over to get a closer look at Magnus's now almost solid black side, "You can wait outside. I need peace and quiet andno one interrupting me. Especially you." She looked pointedly at me.

I started to object. I had no love for this woman who'd done nothing more than look down her nose at me. But Kitra grabbed my hand and dragged me from the room before I could get a word out.

"What are you doing?" I asked. "We can't just leave him with her. I don't fully trust her." I pulled my hand free and started back towards Magnus.

"She's his best chance, and you're going to have to let her work. Besides, we aren't going anywhere," Kitra said. "But we need to talk about what just happened. Why didn't you tell us you could distort time?"

I froze and turned back to Kitra. "What did you call it?" Finally, someone other than me realized something had happened.

Kitra looked over at Corvina. "Not here. Knowledge like that could get you killed or worse."

"Outside. Now!" Isaac demanded, turning for the door.

I looked to Magnus. I did not want to leave him.

Kitra took my hand gently. "Corvina may have no love for you or me. But she does for him. She will do everything she can to save him. Or Isaac will kill her."

Well, that sounded extreme whenshesaid it. And yet, it gave me the tiny shred of comfort I needed to step away from him. My stomach quickened as Kitra led me outside where Isaac waited, pacing.

The moment the door closed behind me, he rounded on us both with fire blazing in his eyes. "Where the hell are we? And why the hell can't I remember how we got here?"

I took a step back from the force of his words. Whatever Kitra had figured out, Isaac obviously hadn't, and based on the scales shimmering across his skin, his dragon was about to crawl out of his skin and confront us.

Kitra reached for her mate. "Calm down, Isaac. It's okay. We're okay. We moved through time. From the sound of it, maybe a few hours in front of us."

My hands shook as I listened to her words.

"What?! That sounds insane. How is that possible?"

Kitra shrugged and looked around. "Considering the proof is staring us both in the face its moot to argue over it. The real question is why the hell didn't you tell us about this?"

Kitra rounded on me again and I quickly backed away. "It—it just started happening the first time we snuck into the castle. I didn't even know?—"

"The first time?" Isaac asked, taking another step toward me as well. "What in the hell does that mean?" He snapped his mouth shut and flared his nose on a hard breath.

"I'm telling you, I don't know. The first time it happened Magnus had just been beheaded by an ax."

Isaac rubbed his face and turned away. But Kitra wasn't letting it go. "And the next?" she asked.

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