Page 53 of The Demon King's Destiny

Chapter 13

One week later …

“I cut off his hand and threw it at his head … that was after we all bet on the horses while they danced a jig.”

Evelyn’s brow furrowed, finally looking at her younger sister. “What?”

“You’re distracted.”

“I was listening,” she lied.

Nora’s story about the gathering in the dancehall the previous evening had been muted from Evelyn’s brain the moment they passed the boulders beside the stream. Everything about the outdoors now reminded her of Marrok. It had been a week and she was missing him terribly.

“Really?”

“Of course.”

“Then what did I just say?”

“You held hands and danced a jig. Maybe rode a horse?”

“Alright, you were half-listening,” Nora conceded. “Want to talk about it?”

“Not particularly.”

Nora debated how hard to press her sister. Evie was usually jovial company. Today she seemed almost sad.

“Is this about Jasper?” she hedged.

“No. Though, I wouldn’t mind going another round with him in the ring after the stunt he pulled last week.”

“I can tell. Was it not enough you conveniently forgot to tell Flynn you’d left Jasper tied to a tree somewhere in the forest?”

Evelyn smirked. “Not really.”

“You’re diabolical.”

Evelyn laughed. “Says the master decapitator.”

“We’re a pair, aren’t we?”

“I think Father would argue we’re quite the trio. Eden might appear put together, but she can be just as wicked, as my eyebrow can attest.”

“True. At least it grew back.”

When they crossed the small bridge over the stream, Nora dared to ask what she’d been meaning to for days. “Is this … sulking … because of the demon?”

This got Evelyn’s attention. “What demon?”

“The one in my vision.”

Evelyn’s heart pounded. She worried for Marrok’s safety. His past was riddled with strife, his present not much better.

If Nora had seen something befalling him, Evelyn would summon Marrok this very night and warn him.

“The vision from two years ago? Or did you have another?” she probed.

“No, no new visions. Only …”

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