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“What do you want from me?” the dragon uttered in a low, gravely rasp.

“Wha—”

He came to stand right in front of Ben, their heights almost equal toe to toe.

“You came looking for me from another time, another realm. You said you have questions. Ask them now, and I’ll answer if I can.”

Ben regarded him thoughtfully, reading between the lines.

“You mean, while you still can?”

“Ask,” Sai simply ordered.

Ben sighed and shook his head.

“It’s not so much that I have questions for you, but that I have questions in general. I was tasked to bring back to my own realm the ‘myth of the pale prince.’ I don’t know what that is. You are the closest thing I’ve encountered thus far.”

He shrugged with a nonchalance he didn’t feel, holding Sai’s intense, penetrating gaze.

“Maybe I’m supposed to bringyouwith me. Maybe you’re the ‘myth.’ But if that’s the case, I don’t know why we haven’t been transported back to my time yet. So, I assume we’re meant to keep looking or going or helping in some way, Annie and I. Until our role here has been fulfilled. I don’t know any more than that, and it’s all just conjecture and gut instinct.”

Sai considered his words for long, silent moments.

It was unnerving, the black, unblinking stare, but Ben held it. He wanted to show Sai that he could trust Ben. This meeting of hairy eyeballs seemed like a probing into his soul, as if somehow the dragon could see into his mind, his true intentions.

Ben had nothing to hide. Quest or no quest, he wanted to help his new friends.

Finally, Sai said:

“Brigid can’t know.”

Ben didn’t think it was a good idea for anyone to keep secrets from their Mate, as clearly these two were to each other. But that was Sai’s choice, not his.

“She won’t hear it from me,” he vowed.

Sai stepped back and continued working with the steeds, now systematically brushing their coats.

“The Master gave me a fortnight to complete my task—to bring Brigid willingly into the other realm, and bring the Master her beating, loving heart.”

“Does Brigid suspect?” Ben couldn’t help but ask.

That sounded rather ominous and…bloody specific. Did the Master mean to carve the heart out or leave it in a living body when it was brought to them? Either way, none of this boded well for Brigid.

“Yes. I told her soon after we met,” Sai stated emotionlessly.

“I’m shocked she didn’t run screaming the other way,” Ben said with blunt honesty.

Sai shook his head with a mix of astonishment and exasperation in his expression.

“She’s too brave for that. She wants to help me. She doesn’t believe I would hurt her.”

“Would you?” Ben asked.

“Hurt her?”

Sai whipped his head around to spear Ben with his black glare.

“Never,” he growled so deeply his voice shook.

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