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“It shall be yours.”
“Is there a point to all this?” the king asked.
“Yes.” My tiny mate nodded pertly. “I threw my very hot lindenmint tea at the dresalod. It smoldered, and I swear, before I passed out, I saw its exoskeleton melting.”
Madr’s breath caught. “Do you believe the hot liquid or the herb caused the reaction?”
She shrugged. “I’m not sure. When I remembered, I had to test it. I brewed a vat of lindenmint tea and dumped it over the wall, directly on a dresalod below.”
“And?” The king leaned toward her. Even he was stunned by her words.
“I believe this could be a way to defeat them.”
Chapter39
Rhoslyn
“Idon’t believe it. It’s a coincidence,” the king said with scorn. His sneer took me in. “We should’ve left her in the holding cell.”
I wasn’t going to point out again that when the king’s guards arrived, I was about to have tea with the warden, not sit in a cell.
“I’m done here.” Jaus rose with me in his arms. He shook his head at his father. “I don’t need you. It took me some time to realize that, but now that I do, I finally feel free. All I need is my tiny mate, my Rhoslyn.”
“And me,” Madr chimed in.
“Always you, my brother.” He smiled down at me. “Time to take you home.”
He was safe. We were back together. Nothing else mattered.
“I believe I’m done as well,” Madr said, grabbing his flail and Jaus’s mace and following us to the foyer. “I don’t suppose you have a place where I can sleep tonight?” He tucked Jaus’s mace into the sheath on his back. I still carried the knife and took care not to slice Jaus or me with the wicked sharp blade.
“Where are you going, Madr?” the king cried, hurrying to the front door the guards so kindly opened. He continued out onto the walkway behind us.
“I disown you,” Madr told him. He shot us a grin. “Damn, but it feels good to say that.” He turned back to his father. “I’ve put up with your shit for too long, and like my brother, I will no longer do so. I don’t care what you do with your crown. I don’t care about you—not any longer.” He patted Jaus’s shoulder.
“You can sleep on our sofa,” Jaus offered. “As soon as you’d like, you’re welcome to fly out to my estate. You can remain there forever if you’d like.”
“Ah, yes, I remember the property. I’ll be happy to stay there until I can reopen my mother’s home in the mountains and settle there.”
“We can discuss it tonight,” Jaus said. He whistled and a short time later, Feyla landed with a thud in the middle of a flowerbed. She frowned at the flowers, then took a big bite.
Jaus laughed, and Madr and I joined in.
The king continued to scowl.
“You can’t go with them,” he told Madr, and even I could hear the defeat in his voice. He’d driven both of his sons away. Was he finally realizing that if you were nasty to others, they eventually turned it back on you tenfold? Perhaps. I wasn’t going to wait around to find out.
A leap, and Jaus landed on Feyla’s back, still holding me in his arms. I turned to face him, snuggling close. I was exhausted, and I couldn’t wait to get home.
“I’ll be right behind you, flying on Brakkur,” Madr called out. “And as for the dresalods, I’ve got a plan!”
Chapter40
Jaus
“Ineed more lindenmint tea leaves,” Rhoslyn insisted. “We need to stop for it on our way home.”
“I just want to take you inside our house and hold you, mate. Tea can wait.” Then it occurred to me what she was saying. I grinned at her and directed Feyla on a detour. “You’re clever, mate. Very clever.”
