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She hadn’t known what shampoo was. Or soap. Or conditioner. Hadn’t even known what a shower was, and had refused to step into the stream until Ithan had done so himself, fully clothed, to demonstrate that it was safe. That it wasn’t some version of a tank.
She’d never slept in a proper bed before, either. Or at least not one that she remembered.
“Okay,” Declan said, drawing attention back to the matter at hand. “We’re clearly not learning anything by asking around, but let’s think about it … Ruhn has to be alive. The Asteri wouldn’t kill him right away—he’s too big of a political presence.”
“Yeah, so let’s go rescue him,” Flynn pushed. “Him and Athalar.”
“What about Bryce?” Declan asked so softly it was barely a whisper.
“She’s gone,” Flynn said tightly. “Went wherever.”
Ithan didn’t like that tone—not one bit. “What, you think Bryce bailed?” he demanded. “You think she’d willingly leave Ruhn and Hunt to the Asteri? Come on.”
Flynn leaned back in his chair. “You got a better guess about where she might be?”
Ithan restrained the urge to punch the Fae lord in the throat. Flynn was angry and hurting and scared, Ithan reminded himself. “Bryce doesn’t give up on the people she loves. If she went somewhere, it’s gotta be important.”
“Doesn’t matter where she went,” Flynn said. “All I know is we have to get Ruhn out before it’s too late.”
Ithan glanced at the second level again, that sunball captain part of his mind calculating, thinking it through …
Dec gripped Flynn’s shoulder, squeezing tight. “Look, the mer ship isn’t a bad idea, but we need to think long-term. Need to consider our families, too.”
“My parents and sister can go to Hel for all I care,” Flynn said.
“Well, I want my family to be safe,” Declan snapped. “If we’re going to rescue Ruhn and Athalar, we need to make sure no one else gets caught in the cross fire.”
Dec looked to Ithan, and Ithan shrugged. He had no one left to warn. Would anyone even miss him if he were gone? His duty was to protect the wolf at the stall across the way. Out of some stupid hope that she might … He had no idea. Challenge and defeat Sabine? Correct the dangerous path Sabine was leading the wolves down? Fill the void that Danika had left?
Sigrid was a loose cannon. An Alpha, yes, but she had no training. Her impulses were all over the place, too unpredictable. With time, she might learn the necessary skills, but time wasn’t their ally these days.
So Ithan said, “You want to save Ruhn and Athalar? That mer ship is the only way we can cross the ocean unnoticed. Maybe the mer on it will have some idea how to break them out. They might even help us if we’re lucky.” He pointed to the second level. “Tharion’s our way in.”
“Seems convenient,” Flynn said at last, “given that you were insisting we needed to spring him loose from here.”
“Two birds, one stone.”
“Tharion can’t leave,” Marc mused, “but nothing’s stopping him from talking to us. Maybe he can provide contact information.”
“Only one way to find out,” Ithan said.
Flynn sighed, which Ithan took as acceptance. “Someone’s gotta tell her to go home.” He jabbed a thumb over his shoulder toward Sigrid.
“And be her escort,” Dec added.
“Not it,” Flynn and Ithan said at the same moment.
Declan whipped his head to Marc and said, “Not it,” before the leopard could grasp what was going on.
Marc rubbed his temples. “Remind me how it is that the three of you are considered some of the most feared warriors in this city?”
Dec just kissed his cheek.
Marc sighed. “If I have to bring Siggy home, then Holstrom has to be the one to tell her.”
Ithan opened his mouth, but … fine. With a mocking smile to the males, he walked over to retrieve the Alpha. And spare the opal dealer from her endless questions.
How do you know it bestows luck or love or joy? What do the colors have to do with anything? What proof do you have that these work?
