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Rosamunde felt dizzy. “Then Margetta is getting closer to breaking through to Ferrenden Peace.”

“It appears she is.” As quickly as Vojalie had come, she vanished.

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Rosamunde, still holding Stone’s hand, looked up at him. “Will you come to the castle with me?”

“Yes. Of course. I trust Vojalie implicitly.”

Rosamunde felt the cutting nature of his words, designed no doubt to remind her of his opinion of her. But she didn’t care about that at all right now. She trusted Vojalie as well and knew that whatever was about to happen in Ferrenden Peace or how Margetta would be able to attack the castle had to be addressed right now.

“Ready?” she asked.

He nodded solemnly. “Let’s go.”

She teleported him to the castle grounds on the southeast side of the royal property.

To Rosamunde’s surprise, Vojalie joined them at nearly the same time then quickly took Rosamunde in her arms. She held her close and pathed, What happens this night will determine the fate of the Nine Realms. You’ll need to be very brave. Tell me you understand.

Rosamunde drew back. She’d never seen Vojalie this distressed. She didn’t understand either why she couldn’t have said these things to Stone as well. Of course.

Vojalie pivoted slightly to address Stone. “Davido and I will be at Joseph’s and will do everything we can to keep the veil of mist in one piece. Stone, I ask only one thing of you, to remember that the power of love is much greater than any other force in our world, than any seductive, exalted vibration could ever be. Remember that!”

Stone appeared as though he wanted to answer Vojalie, but the lovely fae woman vanished once more.

Just as Stone had done earlier, Rosamunde turned in a slow circle extending her fae senses in order to see if she could detect any intruders. But the garden felt very safe to her. She immediately pathed with the head of her Castle Guard, and had him start evacuating the castle. Her staff would make use of escape tunnels that led a mile distant to the west.

The royal lands were a noisy place at night as the Nine Realms night birds swooped here and there, fighting for territory and the best nesting sites.

Yet a moment later, a wave of silence suddenly swept over the garden.

Stone pathed, Rosamunde, what’s happening? Why have the birds stopped chattering?

Rosamunde knew now why Vojalie had come to her and why she’d insisted that Stone be with her. She turned to face him as the first dagger-like strikes of pain pierced her mind. Stone, this is a Margetta vision.

You mean, like the one you had about Charborne just before my parents were slaughtered.

She nodded solemnly.

Stone glanced down at his feet. But the earth is rumbling as well. Is that normal?

No. She shook her head. I think, in fact, I know this is about you. Margetta has come for you. The vision that will arrive is meant to tempt you.

He glanced around. Is she here? I thought you told me that with these visions, she could only get here if you communicated during the vision.

No she’s not here and yes, it’s my belief that a single telepathic thought directed anywhere beyond either of us right now will allow her to enter Ferrenden Peace.

She grabbed the sides of her head. Tears rolled down her face as the pain grew in strength. When the elf-lord power hit at the same time cramping her legs, she threw her head back and screamed.

Stone grabbed her and when he did, the elf-lord power began to channel away from her and at least part of what she was suffering dissipated quickly.

Though she was in agony as though her skull was about to explode, she could sense just how much Stone was savoring the elf-lord power.

This was very much about Stone and Vojalie’s words now made sense.

Margetta’s voice suddenly penetrated her mind. This is your last chance, Rosamunde, the last vision I’ll ever send you. I know of your love for the Mastyr of Tannisford, so it seems only fitting that I destroy what he loves most.

The vision was suddenly on her and in it she watched a series of images as Margetta’s army swept down on Stone’s Communication Center. She watched as bombs exploded and the building collapsed completely. Margetta had never used explosives before, but it appeared she would tonight.

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