“But you are connected to him,” she said. “Bound to him by setting him free.”
I rubbed the back of my neck. “Yeah, I got that loud and clear.”
She sighed dreamily. “He wants more of you, but I locked him out.”
Ooo! Good news! “You did?”
“Yes. Although, I would not say he is completely sealed off. But he will seek to sever the connection, which we must stop. If he is free of these restrictions, his power will expand.”
Fear chewed my insides. “He seems pretty powerful already.”
“Of course.” There was that snootiness again.
Pfft. Whatever.
Caer dropped the berry onto the grass. “We must get to the Carving Glade as soon as possible.”
Should I hit her with a snotty response?
I stifled the sassiness. “And it’s safe to do so now?”
“There is no safe time to move.”
Then why say it before? Ugh. “Awesome. We’ll head out as soon we can.”
“Tomorrow at sundown,” she added. “It must be then. This is a matter of urgency.”
No shit. “How are we getting there?”
There were planes, trains, cars, and a flying vampire king. How many miles away, though? I’d say about six-thousand ish between here and the Summer Forest—the Carving Glade’s location is in the southern region of the Elf Domain.
Not exactly a hop, skip, and hello away. Probably about sixteen hours flight time.
I wasn’t entirely sure.
Oof. Could I stand being flown there in Silvanus’s arms? And would he be able to manage such a long distance? Assuming he agreed to tag along, of course. I guess kings couldn’t just pop off on an adventure at will. Especially when his people were under fire.
My executioner senses tingled, as if to remind me of who I was.
Yeah, that ship had sailed and sunk, with me lost out in the dark, dark sea.
“The snake shifter can help,” she suggested.
“Oh. Right. If she agrees.”
“Discuss it with her and the king,” Caer answered, “but there will be no compromises. We leave at sundown.”
Bossy much? “Gotcha. Then what happens?”
She snapped her fingers. “Walk with me.”
I obeyed, unsure if my legs moved at her command or not. “What about Silvanus?”
“Did you miss what I said about privacy?”
Check your damn attitude!“But he’s involved.”
“Can I not speak with my precious one first?”
