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I repeated the rhyme to them, and Kas wondered if it was the last, or if we’d have more.
“Four weapons,” he said, staring up at the triple moons of Haret with his hands on his slim hips. “Luca and me. Rush is your prophet.”
“Cade,” I said, feeling the truth of the word, no matter how insane it sounded. The man could barely sit up in bed, much less fight for me.
“And Nicolas,” Rush finished, his voice hesitant but firm. “I don’t know how the mist fits into this, but he’s already been invaluable.”
“Not all weapons are swords,” I said, thinking of a quote Nic had loved to repeat, about the pen being mightier than the sword. He would be happy with that role. “And I don’t plan to bring any more men into my bed,” I added, giving Kas a smirk that I knew he needed. He still wasn’t keen on sharing me, and Luca was even worse.
“I just wish you had a better armory,” my thief joked. “Nic doesn’t have a body, and Cade’s is pretty useless. Luca will kill you if he gets the chance.”
“Guess that still makes you the best candidate for king,” I teased, and even in the moonlight I could see him flush. But he needed to get used to it. Now that I’d spoken with Grand-mère, it might even be the only way.
“Can we go back to your rooms? I’d really like to sit down and study all four riddles,” Rush requested, stumbling to his feet.
“Of course. I’m sorry - you’re probably exhausted.” I hurried to duck under his arm, helping him move toward the palace.
“We’re all fucking spent,” Kas muttered, ambling along beside us. “And I doubt we’ll get much of a break before the last Trial.”
“At least it’s the last,” I said, narrowing my eyes as I started to form new plans and adjust my expectations for what I’d need to do next.
Everything had changed tonight.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
KANA
“I want Cade in my rooms,” I said as soon as we were inside the palace.
Kas nodded and set out for him immediately, while Rush settled on my bed to rest, his glamor having faded a long time ago. I hurried to make up the couch with cushions and a thick blanket for Cade, catching one of the commoner vampires wandering the halls and asking if she could bring any food or blood that was available.
The poor girl had nearly fainted when she saw me approach, but I had a full tray of bread and cheese and a pitcher of blood waiting when Kas thudded his boot on the door. Throwing the door wide, I helped him situate Cade on the couch, fussing over him even though he slept soundly.
“I’ve written the riddles down,” Rush called, waving a piece of parchment from the bed. He looked a little better, his eyes bright with curiosity as Kas and I joined him to study the four prophecies together.
Weapons, one
To kill the sun
Wake the sleepers
The end’s begun
Weapons, two
To make it through
The gauntlet line
They proudly drew
Weapons, three
To find the key
Open the dark
On bended knee
