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“Tiernan?” he asked, brow furrowed.

I swallowed, “Yes, Tiernan. The Day Court emissary.”

Until he leaves, he isn’t safe here either.

Alaric stopped pacing, glaring down at me, “I suppose he can’t leave—knowing all he does. We can’t allow him to share that information with Suriel.”

That was not the reason I thought to keep him guarded, more so worried about his safety. There was something about him I couldn’t put my finger on. A likeness, perhaps? He seemed to understand me—my motives in inviting him. And to share my feelings about the tension between our two courts, and how unfounded it was. I wanted him safe, nothing more. And I wouldn’t hold him back if he requested to leave. But Alaric didn’t need to know that.

Wait,what was that he’d said? About more missing nobles. “Wait, did you say more nobles have disappeared?”

He nodded, running a fisted hand through his dark hair, “It seems so. Three more that we know of, including Silas’ own sister.”

“Any idea where they could have gone?”

“Not yet, but Silas has sent scouts to search for them as far north as the edge of the Wastes. I’m sure they’ll find them.” But he didn’t look so certain—he appeared worried and avoided looking me in the eyes.

“Now, about that letter…” he said, sitting back down next to me, his leg brushing against mine, sending a delicious shiver down my spine. “What would you like me to do?”

“Nothing. I’ll keep it—for now.”

And I would keep it… until I could speak to Tiernan myself and decipher its contents.

I knew Alaric would never allow such a thing, but Kade, my devious and daring Kade, just might help me.

With Alaric eager tofind trustworthy sentries to add to the Royal Guard, I didn’t have to wait long for Kade to relieve him. The Draconian warrior looked opposing in the otherwise delicately decorated parlour. He was a mass of muscle covered in black leathers, his wings tucked tightly into his back.

“Spit it out,” he said, moving one of this game pieces into a slot on the board that would only lead to his downfall. “I know you want to ask me something, you’ve been biting your lips for the past hour.”

I set my game piece into position to destroy the one he moved a moment ago, eliciting a groan from his lips, “I need you to do something for me.”

“And what’s that?”

“I need you to take me to see Tiernan.”

He lost his focus on the game, raising a quizzical gaze to meet mine, “What for?”

I pressed my lips shut.

Kade made a noncommittal sound and leaned back onto the settee, “If you won’t tell me, that means Alaric won’t like it. And if Alaric doesn’t like it, then I’ll be on the hook for it when whateveritis blows up in your face.”

“It’s important,” I told him, and waited for him to reconsider, his lips pursed and muscles flexing.

Finally, he cocked his head to the side, regarding me with eyes aglow, “What do I get out of it?”

I opened my hands, “Whatever you want.”

Kade growled, “I’d be careful what you offer me, Liana,” he said, eyeing my curves, making my skin tingle and prickle with heat. “But I accept, and you can replay melater.”

“You are wicked,” I jested.

“The wickedest,” he said, coy, “But you like it, don’t you?”

Chapter Eighteen

“Your Majesty,” Tiernan exclaimed, opening the door to his chamber in nothing but a thin cotton undershirt and trousers unbuttoned at the top and hanging low,very low.

He pulled up his trousers and buttoned them, so they remained securely above his hips. “Hello,” I said, “Sorry to intrude, I was hoping you had a moment to speak with me.”

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