Page 79 of Broken Veil
Liar.
Carys focused on the faint, thready voice in her mind.Can you hear me? Seren?
Nothing. Her mind was silent again.
Whatever magic that had allowed Seren to reach her from Annwn, it had run out of energy as the path widened and they approached Murrayshall House.
Within moments, the door opened and the smell of roasting meat reached her nose.
They were home.
Carys sleptfor what felt like an entire day. She woke in Duncan’s bedroom and a note was on the pillow beside her.
There is food downstairs when you’re awake.
—D
Perfect man. He was a perfect man.
Her stomach rumbled and she hopped out of bed, throwing on one of Duncan’s massive robes and sliding her feet into slippers that were four sizes too big.
She was going to eat, then go back to sleep. The light outside her window looked like late-afternoon sunshine, so she knew they wouldn’t be heading anywhere new until morning.
Carys walked down the stairs and froze when she saw a most surprising sight.
Laura on the stairs, Cadell a step beneath her, his eyes narrowed on her face as he leaned in.
He was either going to bite her or kiss her, and Carys didn’t know which, but she turned and tried to hide.
Too late.
“Nêrys.” The dragon straightened and cleared his throat. “Food has been prepared and is available in the morning room.”
“Yeah.” Laura’s voice was as cold as the North Pacific. “You should eat something. Everyone else has been up for hours.”
“Okay.” She wasn’t going to ask what was going on between them because it wasn’t her business, but as she walked past Laura, she caught her friend’s expression and her eyes went wide.
Laura had been crying. There was going to be a conversation.
“Cadell, have you eaten?” Carys felt a little frosty. No one messed with Laura.
“I have.”
She could read nothing from his voice. “Okay. I’m going to go eat. Laura?”
“I’m going to my room.” She practically ran up the stairs, leaving Carys and her dragon in the middle of the massive front staircase of Murrayshall House.
“Explain,” Carys said.
“I cannot.” Cadell looked as irritated as Carys. “She is… recalcitrant.”
Carys’s eyebrows went up. Cadell was angry. Like… really angry. “Something happened.”
He glared at her. “Are you going to eat or are you going to stand and gawk at me while your stomach churns in a most unpleasant way?”
Carys stood on her toes and stared into his eyes. “The fellowship is breaking…” she said in an eerie voice.
“If you continue to reference that movie, I will be forced to petition King Dafydd for redress.”
