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Jazz watched Maxine and Julian walk off towards their castle and turned to jog over to Trevor’s side and then it hit her in waves of warm air. She was sure she was getting a vibe off the Dark Prince!
He was attempting to make her see past who he was. He was trying to get her attention. She saw a soft aura around him and felt its warmth deep inside her mind. But apparently, Trevor did not. He was scowling at the Dark Prince.
“Graely, why did you have Maxine summon us?” Trevor asked getting right to the point. He glanced at Deimne who had his arms folded and his wings drawn completely in.
“My brother Pestale wishes me to deliver a message.” He shook his head. “But before I do I need to tell you that you shouldn’t trust anything he says. In spite of the fact that I am here giving you his message, I do not believe you should comply with his wishes.”
“Really?” Trev said sarcastically.
Jazz turned her head as she heard Deimne scoff and say, “I don’t think you need to tell us that.”
Trevor shook his head. “I don’t have the patience to play your games. Don’t try to fool us by making yourself appear sympathetic to our side.”
“All I am trying to tell you is that you should disregard his message,” Graely said softly.
“Then why bother to come here to give it?” Jazz asked.
“If not I, Hordly would have been sent. I thought it would be safer for the mortal Druids if I came.”
Trevor thought this over. “So you have warned us not to trust Pestale. Fine, but we don’t trust you either.” Trev eyed him up and down and added roughly, “Just tell us what is the message.”
Jazz stood apart and watched, taking everything in and filing it away for later examination.
She could see that Graely considered Trevor, quietly. The Dark Prince stood eyeing him grimly. They were much the same height and she was struck by the vibrations in the atmosphere by the testosterone being emitted.
Trevor had his fists clenched at his side. Graely however, did not look angry. Jazz thought he looked sad and something else she could not name. She was all too aware that only an invisible wall kept them apart, she didn’t feel threatened, which was odd to her.
Graely sighed and looked away, but when he brought his dark thoughtful eyes back to Trevor’s face he said quietly, “Pestale wants what he says humans call a conference. He wants to discuss other options than war. He says he has no empathy for the Unseelie castes he has brought over to the Human Realm and will gladly eliminate them if you agree to all of his terms.”
“Why should I believe this is anything but stall tactics for some other operation he has in mind,” Trevor said with obvious disgust.
“You shouldn’t believe him. You should never believe my brother.” Graely looked away again and then looked across and directly at Jazz. Trevor followed the Dark One’s line of vision and snapped.
“Don’t look at her! Don’t ever look at her! You speak to just me!” Trevor was in a rage.
“Listen,” Graely said. “They don’t confide in me and they don’t trust me. I am not privy to their plans, but I know one thing they want, you and yours dead” Graely once again looked at Jazz as though imploring her to believe him.
“Look at her again and I’ll shift over to your side and you will be the one that is dead!”
“That would be a mistake,” Graely said.
Jazz moved closer to Trevor, he turned and frowned at her. He tried to step in front of her and block Graely from looking at her.
She peeked around Trev and said, “You saved that mother and child, and I thank you for that, but have to wonder, was it to gain my trust for this moment?”
“What mother and child?” Trevor frowned at her.
“Look into me, is that what you sense?” Graely answered her.
“Jazmine Decker, what mother and child?” Trevor asked again.
“I will tell you later,” she said and turned back to Graely. “I haven’t seen you in the battles.”
“No, I do not want this war. I only want freedom,” Graely murmured hopelessly.
“Do your brothers know?”
“Why are you speaking to him? Do not, Jazmine Decker.”
