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“Victory.” Leroy smiles and pulls down his scarf. There’s a horrible gash down the length of his throat.
“Thank you for having his back,” I say. “I want to see him.”
“He’s not awake yet.”
“Maybe I could still see him.”
The brothers exchange a look. “The living can’t access the space where our general sleeps.”
“Where is this space?”
Leroy hooks his thumb, indicating the large shadow portal beside Nottuza’s office.
“I’ve traveled through there before,” I tell him.
He shakes his head. “Even so, I have orders.”
They look identical, but they’re different in character, with Leroy being more approachable, more fun, and so I step closer and tilt my head, letting my magic do the work on the male. “Take me to him,” I whisper and lick my lips.
Leroy offers me his elbow. “This way, Princess.”
Ledger shakes his head. “No, no, no.”
Leroy guides me toward the shadow portal leading into the underground floor that holds the round room with the red magic I saw swirling around Nottuza last night.
“She’s one of the living, or haven’t you noticed?” Ledger says just as Leroy and I enter the portal.
Nausea lifts my belly, and when we arrive, I gag. My stomach has been empty since my earlier inability to hold anything down after that gross shot of bourbon.
Leroy shrugs. “Nottuza will wake up hungry. Having one of the finest meals in the Winter Court available will make him happy. Otherwise, we’ll have to put up with his horrible mood, and I don’t want to do that again, not when I can deliver food.” We wait for Ledger to open the massive double doors.
“You’re not allowed to leave him ever again,” Leroy jokes.
I smile. “Was he miserable?”
Ledger snorts. “You could say that.”
“Tell me about it.”
“Moping around,” Leroy says, “with mood swings worse than a pregnant dragonness in heat.”
“Oh,” I say, “Why would the dragonness go into heat if she’s already pregnant?”
Ledger answers, “He doesn’t know why.”
Leroy fills in, “It’s a saying in the Fallen Court, that’s all.”
“I never heard of it,” Ledger counters.
“It’s modern, you old bat.” Leroy is laughing now.
The room opens into the dim red glow of writing on the walls.
When I walk inside and the glow brightens, I stop.
Ledger curses. “Leroy, our wards are failing. The living can walk right in.”
“I’ll get on it,” his brother says, and they leave.
