Clenching my fists, I try to reign in my raging temper. Beating the Head mage into the ground won’t get us anywhere. In fact, it will likely hinder us. He is the strongest Dark Fae mage, and without him, the other mages won’t stand a chance against the Light Fae.
A heavy hand lands on my shoulder. I look at Trey, whose face is pale and grim. “She’ll be okay,” he croaks.
“No, she won’t,” I snap. “He took her. We let him take her.”
He sighs. He knows I’m right. She should never have been out here in the first place, but then her reckless actions put her right in Anders’s path. By now, he will have completed the blood magick ritual, and then… who knows.
I choke back the sob. If he’s hurt her,touchedher in any way, I will kill him myself.
“The worst part about this is that she is in there…” He points to the Light Fae Palace looming on the horizon behind a shimmer of pure magick, “…thinking that at least two of us are dead. How must she be feeling?”
It’s like an arrow through my heart. I feel even worse if that’s possible. “How is Rook doing?” I murmur.
Trey shrugs. “Not good. He gave her everything. He died, but somehow he’s come back from death to hover at its door instead.”
I nod grimly. It’s been twelve hours since Anders took her. Time is running out.
The war ended shortly after Anders disappeared with Savannah. The Light Fae fell back behind their mages like the fucking cowardly scum they are, and we have been in a standoff since.
Drake looks over at me with a fierce scowl as I growl in frustration.
He knows.
Hehasto know by now that I'm in love with his granddaughter. I know that I’ve been an asshole to the mages, yelling at them to try harder, threatening bodily harm and worse. I’ve gone way past just professional concern for my Princess.
I have to wonder if he knows about the other men as well.
Casting my glance over at Theo, he looks fine, apart from a massive hole burned through his shirt. Luckily for him, Light Fae sun spells don’t affect him. Or perhaps his much-loathed ring saved him. Whatever the case, he is alive and well. I hope that Savvie knows that we are okay and trying to get to her.
Theo grimaces but comes no closer. He knows that being too close to Drake will only make things worse.
He is already looking wretched, and Princess Aeval’s constant haranguing isn’t helping matters. Not that I can blame her. Her daughter has been kidnapped, and we aresitting here like fucking idiots, blocked from reaching her because our mages are no better than theirs. That’s the trouble when fighting with magick. If this was a fight with brawn, we’d have Savvie back by now.
Andthat’swhy Anders called his men back.He knows he can’t hold us off otherwise.
I look up as Savvie’s mother sidles over, looking very suspicious.
“Trey,” she whispers. “Come with me.”
Trey looks at her in surprise, but then shrugs and starts to follow her.
“Wait!” I call out. I have figured out her plan in under two seconds and it is B-A-D. Striding forward to grab her by the arm, I spin her around. She challenges me with her green-eyed icy glare, but I have to talk her out of this. “You cannot Shift to your Dragon form. Not here.”
“It’s the only way to get her back, by the looks of it. Dragon force, especially two of us, will get through the Light Fae mage’s magick easily.”
“Firstly, you don’t know that. That’s arrogance talking. Secondly, you Shift here, and you will not only alienate Trey, but your daughter will suffer and come under scrutiny that she has so far avoided.”
“I cannot just sit here and let her suffer at the hands of that little prick,” she hisses.
“Do you think that I want to? Do you think I enjoy standing here helpless, while the woman that I love is being held captive?”
“Then let us do this,” she says quietly.
I hesitate. The thunder claps overhead, and then the rain starts to fall. A slow drizzle that you can barely see but soaks you to the bone. It’s a foreboding sign. Rain here isn’tuncommon, but it is usually a lashing down storm. This is an anomaly, and it chills me as much as the rain.
“What’s your plan?” I ask eventually.
Chapter 5