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“Yes,” he said, his dark eyes almost glowing like the moon. His voice was laced with raw need, conviction in the clenching of his jaw.
“Good.” She folded her arms. “Do you know where she is?”
His eyes flicked to Lord Dagen, who hovered beside her and Eurig. She frowned at the lord.
“Unfortunately, he won’t let me speak to you alone,” she said.
“I’m not going to tell you where Bree is as long as that bastard is within earshot.”
“Fair. But that does mean you know where she is?” she asked hopefully.
He inclined his head.
“And she’s safe?”
A muscle in his jaw ticked. “Not entirely.”
Alarm flashed through her. Eurig tensed. Even Dagen shifted on his feet.
“What do you mean? What’s happened?”
Taveon stared hard at Dagen. The lord stared right back. Tension pounded in Norah’s skull. Honestly. Did they have to have this weird stand-off right now, when Bree had clearly run into some kind of trouble?
“Taveon,” Eurig said, edging closer to the bars. “What can you tell me?”
The dark fae stared down his friend. After a moment, he nodded and said, “Remember when we were boys, and we decided to sail the world? We even tried. And then we ended up crashing our boat in a storm. Remember that?”
Eurig’s eyes went wide, and a kernel of hope popped in Norah’s chest. He knew. She could tell by the look on his face. But then the frown came, the concern that etched lines around his eyes, and that newfound hope whispered away like smoke in the wind.
Eurig turned to Norah and nodded. “I know where she is. Buckle up, Queen. We have a big problem on our hands. How much magic do you have, exactly?”
Her heart pounded. It was more than she’d had before, but would it be enough?
