“Ah, there she is.” The corner of his mouth inched up. “Fuck me, Carys, is she stuck in there or something?”
No. In fact, I don’t have much longer. I can hear Arawn’s hounds in the distance. Mother can only hide me for so long.
“No,” Carys said softly. “She doesn’t have much time. It sounds like our mother has been hiding her.”
Let me say goodbye to Lachlan.
Carys swallowed hard. “She wants to say goodbye to Lachlan.”
Duncan’s smile fled. “I’ll find him.”
He left the room, and Carys tried to stand up, but her legs felt heavy again, like when the Mothers had first given her their collar.
Just stay still. He’s coming.
Lachlan must have been close, but so was Cadell. Both men rushed into the room with hopeful expressions.
“Is she still here?” Lachlan burst out. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Carys took a deep breath. “She told me not to.”
“Dammit, Seren!” Lachlan burst out in anger. “How could you? Howcouldyou?”
Carys, let me speak.
“I don’t know what to do,” she whispered.
Let me.
“I don’t know.”
Let me…
A wave of dizziness swept over Carys, and she fought to stay sitting.
Please, sister. Let me say goodbye.
Carys gave in to the utterly foreign sensation of another’s mind layered on top of her own. When she opened her eyes, it was as if Seren were standing in front of her, using her mouth to speak.
“F’anwylyd,” Seren said. “My darling husband.”
Carys felt her heart break when Lachlan looked into her eyes and collapsed into her lap. His shoulders shook as he clutched her around the waist, and she stroked his hair as he cried.
“How could you?” He moaned. “How could you not tell me?”
“You would have fought the Morrígan and spoiled the whole plan.” Seren sniffed. “You idiot.”
“Stop.” Lachlan straightened, and his eyes were fierce. “Is it you? Truly?”
“Only for a moment.”
He took her hand. “I couldn’t say goodbye when I lost you.”
“Of course not. I was murdered,” Seren said. “But thank you for killing Regan.”
“Aisling—”
“We will waste no words on that woman.”