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Eerie.
“Who are you?” My words were garbled, scratching their way across my throat.
But I knew she understood me.
“I am someone who can help you.”
Definitely eerie.
A strange prickling crept over my senses.The void. It was coming for me against my will—
No. This felt different. A tingling of awareness. As if every sense was amplified—all of a sudden, all at once.
“Veyka!” Maisri yelped, jumping back.
The fire.
The black flames danced over my skin. My arms, my hands. I held one up in front of me. Mesmerized. Horrified.
I opened my mouth to demand—
It stopped.
No flames. No awareness.
It might have all been in my imagination.
“Real,” the faerie said calmly. “As real as the wings you see flapping on the breeze.”
I grabbed Maisri’s hand.
I had to get out.
“I can help you,” the soft voice followed us through the tunnels.
I glanced down at my hand, expecting to see it wreathed in glittering black flame. But there was nothing.
Nothing but the sound of our retreating footsteps and the echo of my own fears.
70
VEYKA
“Maisri found cake,” Arran said, pushing into the tiny chamber serving as our bedroom.
I never thought I’d miss our tent.
I peered at the small metal plate he held out. “That is not cake.”
One black eyebrow rose.
“It doesn’t have any frosting.”
The other rose, in time with a soft rumbling growl that filled the small space, pushing in on me from all sides. “I’ll frost it for your, Princess.”
I reached for his shoulder, digging my fingertips hard into the wool covering his bronze skin—and shoved him backward. “That is disgusting.”
He was on me in a second.
