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CHAPTER TWELVE
The next afternoon is blustery and gray, but Miss Moore still makes good on her promise to take us to the caves. It's a solid hike through the trees, beyond the boat' house and the lake, and along a deep ravine. Ann trips on the slope's crumbling wall and nearly tumbles into it.
;She's not my friend," I say.
He arches an eyebrow. "Who are your friends, then?"
I open my mouth but nothing comes out.
He smirks. "May I go now?"
"Not yet." It's bold of me when I don't feel bold at all. But I need more information from him. "Who is the 'we' that you mentioned? Why are they afraid of my visions?"
"I don't have to tell you anything."
I hate him, standing in my room as if he owns it and me, issuing warnings and insults, sharing nothing. "Shall I tell you what happens if I scream bloody murder right this minute and you're caught as a thief?" It's the wrong thing to say. Lightning fast, he's got me pinned against the wall, his arm to my throat.
"Do you think you can stop me? I am Rakshana. Our brotherhood has existed for centuries, stretching to the time of the Knights Templar, Arthur, and Charlemagne. We are the guardians of the realms now, and we have no intention of giving it back. The time of the old ways is past. We won't let you bring it back."
The pressure of his arm makes me feel dizzy . "II don't understand."
"You could change everything. Enter the realms. That's why they want you." He loosens his hold, lets me go.
My eyes water. I rub at my throat. "Who? Who wants me?"
"The Order." He spits out the name. "Circe."
Circe. That was the name Kartik's brother told my mother in the marketplace.
"I don't understand all these names. Who are the Rakshana, the Order, Circe"
He cuts me off. "You only need to know what I tell you, and that is to stop these visions before they lead you into danger."
"What if I told you my mother came to me today in a vision?"
"I don't believe you," Kartik says, but his face drains of color.
"She left me this." I pull out the fabric I've kept tucked near my heart. He stares at it. "I saw your brother there, too."
"You saw Amar?" "Yes. He was in some sort of frozen wasteland"
His voice is quiet but harsh. "Stop it."
"Do you know that place? Is that where my mother is?"
"I said stop it!"
"But what if they're trying to reach me through these visions? Why else would she leave me this?" I hold out the blue silk.
"This proves nothing!" he says, holding my arms tightly. "Listen to me: That was not my brother or your mother you saw, understand? It was just an illusion. You must put it out of your mind."
Put it out of my mind? It's the only thing I'm living for. "I think she was trying to tell me something."
He shakes his head. "It's not real."
"How do you know that?"
His words are sharp and deliberate. "Because this is what Circe and the Order dothey'll use any trickery they have to get what they want. Your mother and my brother are dead. They killed them to get to you. Remember that the next time you are tempted by those visions, Miss Doyle." There's pity in his eyes. It's harder to bear than his hatred. "The realms must stay closed, Miss Doyle. For all our sakes."
