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“Lacey...”
“No, Clay. You drugged me for a second time for a reason. Either I saw my parents alive and you're trying to hide the fact or for another reason.”
Clay shook his head.
“Tell me.” I gasped, holding my sides.
“Because I didn’t want you to see how broken you were. You needed the memory, but I couldn’t have you go through everything... the pain again.”
“I only broke down. That is normal behaviour, isn’t it? Why is that so bad?” I asked.
Clay walked around. The sound of his heavy breathing was the only noise around. I stared at him for a moment as he remained in a stiff position. His gaze to me.
“Tell me. I’m not asking again,” I said in a raspy voice.
He looked more nervous than normal. His tongue ran under his top lip. His chest rising and falling in quick shallow movements and I knew he was contemplating how to get out of this.
“Last chance,” I said, my voice was turning into a much haughtier version of my own.
“Lacey,” Kane said, his voice was a warning.
Clay walked to me, taking both of my hands in his and I knew he thought I wouldn’t use my magic because he had hold of them. But the dark king taught me sometimes I only needed my eyes, and I proved that the day I sealed the door against the dragon prince and his guards.
I lowered my head, my slow heart beat tapped against my rib cage, rattling through like a pebble skimming across a pond.
One... Two... Three...
I closed my eyes.
“Lacey, don’t do this. You might harm the baby,” Clay whispered.
I snorted, but it wasn’t joyful. “Then tell me what I am missing,” I said, looking into Clay’s eyes. I blinked once and then again. “They’re not dead.”
“Everybody out,” Clay said and flicked his hand to Seb and Kane, and his own bodyguards.
I glanced at Kane and Seb as they both looked at me, and I nodded.
“He might be the dark king,” Seb said.
“If he is, I’ll kill him myself,” I responded, and turned back to Clay. “But you’re not, are you?”
I waited for the door to close behind them.
“No, I’m not," Clay said.
He let go of my hands and walked to the writing bureau in the corner of this vast room. Opening the drawer, he strolled back to me, not taking his gaze away from mine. And there was a reason his stare wouldn’t leave me. He knew I was one step away from using full magic, and he didn’t want that, because regardless of who he was. He still knew I was stronger.
Taking my hands again, he looked into my eyes. “It is important for you to know that I love you and I always have loved you. But yes, I have been lying to you and I could keep lying to you.” He chuckled. “At least I could if you weren’t so determined to get to the truth.”
He let go of my hands, my hand grasped at the object he’d left inside my left hand. I twisted my hand and gasped. “This is the memory you stole from me?”
“It is, open it. You want to know everything... It’s time, Lacey.”
Running my fingernail down the side of the pendant case, but as a pain surged inside me, I grasped at my stomach and leaned over and groaned.
The shooting in my stomach bit me hard inside and I crouched low from my standing position and into a ball, curving my body into itself to ease the agony from the intense muscle cramps in my belly.
“Oh shit,” Clay shouted, and he swept me up in his arms and I couldn’t look at him as the cramping feeling of the worst period pain gripped me deep in my belly.
