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The creature was right. Rune looked forward to the moments he could spend with Faye. Longed for them.
Faye leaned into his hand. “Can we go to my village tomorrow?”
“Of course,” Rune said, brushing his fingertips along her scalp. Faye leaned further into his hand and closed her eyes. He was certain if she were able, she would be purring for him at this very moment. “Tell me when you wish to go.”
Faye sighed her agreement as Morbid’s voice filled his mind.
If you wish to speak with me, Prince, I suggest you do so now. Angelique grows restless and is demanding we return to Chaos. She will require my attention for the next few days.
I will arrive in a moment, Rune said to Morbid’s mind and snapped the connection.
We will remain with our queen,the Ra’Voshnik growled, prowling his mind.
We will return. Be silent.Rune grated as he glanced down at Faye. “I have some matters that require my attention. You should soak a while. The herbs help with discomfort and assist in healing.”
“Thank you.” Faye nuzzled his hand and moved away, sinking into the milky bath to her chin.
Rune stood and phased to the north wing. The creature growled, pulling back before bashing itself against the surface of his mind. It fought him viciously for dominance of his body. Desperate to return to Faye. Rune sank his claws into it, dragging it down.
If you cannot conduct yourself in a civilized manner, I will treat you as an animal.
Return to her,the creature yelled from its confines.
Be silent,Rune grated. There was more to be done than laying at her feet. The fool creature had a singular mind.
Rune followed Morbid’s mental tug to the third bedroom. The Familiar King stood near the fire, cradling a sleek white cat. Morbid’s wife rarely accompanied him to court before she was poisoned and remained solely in Chaos after. This was the first time he’d seen her since the assassination attempt.
Angelique twisted her head, biting the leather trench covering his forearm while kicking his hand with her hind legs. Morbid turned toward him, meeting his gaze.
“Is the Lady well?” Rune asked.
Morbid pet her affectionately, indifferent to her teeth and claws. “Being away from Chaos unsettles her mind.”
Rune nodded. “I will be brief. Tell me what she is.”
“I have told you time and again Prince, she is your queen.”
Tension lined his shoulders. “You know well that is not my question. What race is she?”
Morbid shrugged. “Can’t say. Does it matter?”
“She needs her shard to defend herself,” Rune pleaded.
Morbid leaned back and raised his brow. “From what Prince?”Those that would harm her to strike at me,Rune thought bitterly. Morbid clasped his hand over Rune’s shoulder and met his gaze. “Every answer you seek lies directly in front of you.”
The Familiar King vanished before Rune could reply. He glanced up and exhaled. Familiar riddles were of no use to him. He reached for Sadi’s mind.
I require your assistance on a matter.
Sadi appeared next to him. Disheveled, and covered in Damian’s scent. She was wrapped in a robe made of layers of lace. “It’s early,” she growled.
It most certainly was not, but from the look of her, Damian woke her at a dreadful hour and had not allowed her a moments rest.
“Apologies,” Rune said. “I need to witness the fall. Understand how I survived.”
Skilled Familiar were able to step into a point in time during an individual’s life and watch the events unfold. This type of viewing was known as witnessing. Rune understood his ask was taxing, but it was necessary.
Sadi took a deep breath, rolling her shoulders. “You need to tread carefully with her. My visions say she’s death.”
