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Trey snorts in amusement, but he is the only one who finds it as amusing as I do. That silly peacock can’t beat me in a one-on-one fight with magick. Maybe before. Not now. She won’t know what hit her.
Jerrick looks at me askance. “You aren’t going out there on your own!” he barks. “I don’t care who you are, your army deals with threats such as this.Ideal with them.”
Smiling, I go to him but don’t take his hands as Harris is hovering as well. “I can handle her.”
“Maybe one-on-one, but if she brings her entire army, then…” He shakes his head.
“Are the Light Fae even following her?” I snap suddenly, getting pissed off with this.
“We have to assume that they are,” Jerrick says, remaining calm.
“There isoneway that you could get them to think about their allegiance,” Rath says quietly.
Turning to him, I give him a death stare. “No!” I say emphatically.
“Why not?” he asks seriously before he turns to Harris and tells him to get out.
Harris splutters and chokes, but Jerrick waves him off with a bad-tempered grunt. Not that I blame him for being pissed off with his second-in-command for turning on him. Harris slams the door behind him, and then Rath gives me a knowing look. “That question did not require an answer,” he says. “You know that you are the goddess of both the Dark and Light. If they know that, they will follow you.”
I swallow. My mouth has gone very dry all of a sudden. Rath might be suggesting that I bump up my timeline by a lot, but I can see the merit in his idea. What better way to get control of Ambrosia’s army than to outrank her?
“How would I prove it?” I ask quietly, not really looking him in the eye. I don’t want to see the triumph that I know will be flashing there.
“Your wings, your wand, your silver magick, your power to reincarnate the dead you connected to…”
“Okay, I get it,” I murmur, feeling foolish and then embarrassed.
Jerrick and Trey both croak out, “Wings?”
“The most gorgeous pair of silver wings,” Rath says with such pride and love that I go bright red.
“You can fly?” Trey asks, his brown eyes lighting up.
“I don’t know about that,” I giggle. “I haven’t tried.”
“Your wand is part of your power?” Jerrick interrupts our cutesy moment with a fierce frown.
“Yes, it was hers. It found me, and I knew it was mine the second I laid my hands on it. You may have noticed it is particularly fond of Rath’s staff?”
Pulling up my dress to reveal the holster, I indicate to Rath to summon his staff. It appears in his hand, and my wand zooms straight to it, all glowy and shit.
“The same magick, with subtle differences,” Rath says.
“Yin and Yang,” Trey mutters under his breath.
Jerrick and Rath give him a curious look. I know what he means, having lived on Earth but the other two, not so much.
“I would try to keep the lovey-dovey behavior of your magickal sticks away from the public eye. If you go out there and tell the two Kingdoms that you are their Faerie goddess, they do not want to know that your counterpart is a Dragon. Not now. Notyet,” Jerrick says earnestly. “One thing at a time.” He letsout a sigh of magnitude and runs his hand over his face. All of this is taking its toll on him, thinking that he has to be even more protective, even more alert, even more… everything.
“Hey,” I say, taking his hand. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” he whispers, happy again for the moment.
“Find Rook and Theo for me. I can’t go out there and tell everyone who I am without discussing it with them first,” I order.
Jerrick slips off to find them, and giving Trey and Rath a nervous look, I sit down and wait for the three of them to return.
Chapter 17
