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I inhaled a lungful of their scent and let it settle in my bloodstream.
Iokul gave his brothers an unhappy look as they took care of me, then a spark glinted in his eyes, as if he’d just had a brilliant idea.
He managed to find a spot in front of me, dropped to one knee, and gazed into my eyes with all the tenderness in the world. “You did a fabulous job today, love.” He made his voice purr. “You led twenty-one hunters into the Vampire Tower, and they never came out.”
He now turned the situation around as if Blaze and Rai were my servants, but he was the gentle lover, who knew how to get to my heart. Blaze and Rai soon caught up with Iokul’s intention and gave him a harsh glare.
“My—our Daisy—is brave and witty,” Rai said with a smile, turned my face, and planted a hot kiss on my lips. He took over just like that.
“I think Daisy will feel more comfortable resting on the cushion than on a leg,” Blaze said, trying to pull me up from Rai’s lap.
Just then, Sybil flew in with two wings.
I blinked.
That pumped sheer will back into my addled head and some strength into my legs, so I was able to jump up from Rai’s lap and struggle free of the embraces of all the dragon princes.
“My messenger is here,” I said. “I need to talk to her.”
I stumbled toward her since it wasn’t as easy as I’d thought to untangle myself from three incredibly hot, possessive dragons.
I stretched my hand and Sybil landed on my arm.
What happened, Sybil?I asked.
Sybil chirped sharply and happily.Elvey is what happened.
She proudly spread her wings to the full for me to inspect.
I’m glad. But how?
Magic, Daisy!
I know it’s magic at work. I need details.
Sybil flashed a series of pictures with sounds in my head.
She was talented and intelligent. Akem had used her as his messenger. The mean, formidable elemental was now all alone, locked inside the Wickedest Witch’s ship and served as a quantum battery. He would miss Sybil.
She could also phase through sold walls, like me. But unlike me, she had no problem staying inconspicuous. That was why she was the best spy one could dream of.
After I sorted out Sybil’s information in a linear order, the images flowed with good sound effects.
Sybil had followed Elvey, who was exploring the Witch Tower.
He reached the top marble floor and stood outside the chamber where the Wickedest Witch had resided. Elvey recited a few words of Power. A visible wave hit a thin curtain of fire and darkness that guarded the door. I recognized it as the ward that had kept me out in the past.
Even though Fiammetta had left, the residual of her ward was still in place. I wondered if Elvey could have disabled her ward when it had been the most potent. Even Akem had failed to breach it after she’d ingrained her most powerful magic, the TimeFire, into it.
“A formidable witch,” Elvey murmured in appreciation and strolled into the chamber.
He scanned the room before treading to the window and glancing at the partially-broken terrace. A post-apocalyptic city sprawled beneath. Residual fire burned in some sections with trails of smoke drifting into the air like black poem.
“Interesting,” he said.
I had no idea if he’d meant it, or if he’d been sarcastic.
As if on cue, a comet blazed through the dim sky. The rock hit the wolf clan’s old compound, now taken by a band of criminals and exiles.
