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Sparrow snorted. “I can pull a bit of your spine out if you keep talking shit.”
His smile shifted into a smirk. “You, I already like.”
An array of dishes appeared on the table, and Faye’s mouth watered over the spread. Rune poured her tea, then a glass of crimson wine for himself.
Faye glanced over her strange group as dishes passed between them. People who would soon make up her court, Faye realized.
“You two birds need to train. Be able to defend yourselves when your court is tested.” Damian glanced between Faye and Sparrow. “At the very least, learn to shield until he can get to you.” He gestured to Rune with his knife. “I would say dawn in the courtyard, but the sky here doesn’t move.”
Faye fought the urge to roll her eyes. They wouldn’t be tested. Their court wasn’t going to war. She only wanted to protect her people from those who would mistreat them.
Faye took the plate Sparrow handed her, selecting a few cuts of herb crusted chicken. “Vash can show us what we need.”
Damian scoffed. “When was the last time you trained?”
“It’s been some time.” Vashien angled his wing past Sparrow and thumped Faye’s back. “You’re about to have the darkest court in recent history. You’ll need to train.”
Faye glanced over her sister’s head at Vashien. With a sigh she raised her brow, her expression saying,Do I have to?
Vashien nodded.
“So, dove.” Damian’s voice called her attention. He pointed at Rune when she glanced his way. “Learn your shielding from him. Your combat from me.” He gave the Shadow Prince an appraising glance. “I’ve never tangled with a Pure Blood. Care for a dance?”
Sadi laughed, her fingers clasping under Damian’s jaw, squeezing either side of his mouth. “He would kill you with half a thought.” She kissed him, going back to her meal.
“What makes you so special?” Sparrow asked, pouring a shot of whiskey.
Damian flashed her a feral grin. “I’m from the Order, dove. Took twenty generations to get to the likes of me.”
Sparrow’s shoulders sagged. “That’s how you got to be a tiger.”
Damian nodded. “The Order assigns us to wealthy nobles usually. We serve as bodyguards and bed warmers.”
Her sister snickered, “Are you assigned to Sadist?”
Faye nearly choked as Sadi arched a brow, glaring at her sister as Damian laughed. “No, I parted ways with the Order. Artistic differences.”
“My visions led me to him.” Sadi blinked, Sparrow’s words forgotten as she gazed up at her mate. She purred, “I need him to survive what’s coming.”
Faye exchanged a glance with Rune, before asking, “What’s coming?”
Sadi turned toward her startled. Her gaze took them in as though she’d forgotten she was sharing an evening meal with them.
The twin Faye never wanted studied her before uttering a single word.
“Death.”
A chill slipped down Faye’s spine. Familiar could see the future, and Sadi saw death on the horizon. Before she could ask who’s, Damian pointed the tip of his knife at Rune. “These two look similar enough. Glamor her eyes and let my sweet kitten take care of big brother Alister.”
“We don’t want to kill him,” Faye said. Alister was immortal. He’d recover from his injuries if his head remained on his shoulders, but Faye was too strong. She worried if she used magic against him, she would channel too much power through him and break his shard.
Rune’s brother lost enough; she wouldn’t take more.
“It’s not to the death, dove. He just needs to yield or lose consciousness,” Damian explained.
Sadi stabbed a cut of meat, lifting the morsal skewered at the end of her knife. “Alister is dangerous.”
Sparrow snorted. “He’s a day-blood.”
