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“Things or people?”
“More specifically? Bairns. They want the faery who can grant wishes and the lad who has some special powers. Know you who that could be?”
“Obviously, Lia is the faery, but who is the lad? I have no idea. Magni? Rowan? Sandor? Which one has special powers? Could it be Sandor because his mother is a seer?”
“Or is it the bairn?”
Sloan hadn’t thought of that. “The bairn? Why?”
“The darkness, the … Oh, I don’t know how to explain it, but I think the lad with the powers is Grant.”
“Grant? Not Sandor?”
“Not Sandor. I’m not sure why I say it, but I believe they’re after Lia and Grant,” Logan said. “I’ll give you a few coins if you do me a favor.”
“I’ll do a favor for you without the coins. No need to pay me.”
“You won’t think so when I tell you what the task is.”
“Tell me and I’ll tell you what I think,” Sloan said.
“Tell Maitland and Maeve there’s a group of bad men at Kilchoan who are coming for their son.”
Sloan took two steps back. He’d done many distasteful tasks over the years, but not this one. “Nay. Not doing it. See you later, Logan. Thanks for the update. I’ll let MacVey know.”
One of the lads was also special.
But was it Magni, Sandor, or Grant?
It was Grant.Hellfire.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Eva
Eva pushed her horse too far, ignoring the guards telling her to slow down. Well, they hadn’t just been embarrassed and infuriated at the same time.
Embarrassed that the man who offered for her told her he had withdrawn his offer.
Infuriated that her own brother had said he would basically force the marriage.
Sloan did say that he withdrew the offer because she wasn’t interested in him, but it still hurt. When coming from his lips, it hurt more than she’d ever admit to anyone. What Sloan must think of her, she wasn’t sure, but she tried not to think on it.
And Lennox? She couldn’t wait to have words with him.
When she arrived home, she jumped down from her mount, nearly falling on her arse, but she managed to keep herself upright. Lennox stood in the middle of the courtyard talking with Jasper.
“Brother dearest, a word, please.”
Her brother gave her a questioning look but held up his hand to let her know that she could wait. Pacing and fuming, she allowed him the chance to finish his conversation, but when Jasper left, she strode directly up to him. “How could you?”
“How could I what?”
“I’m sure you can guess. Think a moment.”
“Eva, when you calm yourself enough so you are not making a scene, I’ll discuss whatever this is with you.” He took her elbow and ushered her off to the side. “If this is about Sloan, I don’t think you want every guard here knowing you refused him and that I tried to push you to marry him. We don’t need everyone talking about you.”
Her eyes misted, but she swiped the tears away. “How could you?”
