once as if he wished to see what would happen if Brett said something, and Ena had to punish him. She turned her narrowed gaze on her butler. He smiled in the most sinister way, then seized Brett’s arm and vanished.
Micala and Ena turned their attention to Cassie. She was passed out on the couch.
Ena folded her arms and tilted her head to the side. “Guess she knows now we’re for real.”
Chapter 8
Micala felt terrible about having to leave Cassie behind at the dragon shifter’s keep, but Ena had told him she and her staff would take care of her when she came to. Cassie would be so upset about everything and then on top of that he had to leave her behind. He believed Ena would try to console her, but she was a stranger to Cassie. He needed to be there for her. No matter how much he wanted to keep her near, he couldn’t have taken Cassie with him here though.
He hoped he wouldn’t have to stay here long, but trying to get through the feast at the Denkar castle was going to be a nightmare. He couldn’t avoid going. He was too concerned that Deveron would send someone to check on him. When he couldn’t locate Micala, Deveron was sure to believe Micala was seeing Cassie. Deveron would send dark fae trackers to locate him in the human world, and the guards could possibly get themselves into trouble.
He was surprised to see Alicia still visiting with the dark fae, seated beside Deveron at the head table next to the queen. Micala had assumed she’d returned home by now. Her grandfather would have insisted she return sooner than this, furious that the fae seers nearly killed her. What little he knew of the dragon fae king, Tibero would most likely be furious with Alicia that she had visited the human world again, and would want her under his protection. Which might very well mean he’d have a retaining collar clamped around her neck just like he’d forced her mother to wear to keep her from leaving the castle.
Deveron seemed to be having just as hard a time getting over the scare. He kept Alicia tucked by his side, only glancing in Micala’s direction when he entered the great hall for the meal. Of course, he had to be late and that made him all the more noticeable.
Deveron’s eyes widened a little, most likely because he had not expected Micala to show up for the meal.
Thoughts in turmoil, Micala wanted to speak privately to Alicia and let her know that her friend was staying at Ena’s. He hated to have to sit at the head table tonight when he desperately wanted to sit unobtrusively as far away at one of the lower tables as he could manage. His aunt, Queen Irenis, who was speaking to her advisor, suddenly looked in Micala’s direction as he approached the royal table. She narrowed her eyes. From the look she gave him, he swore she had to be thinking he was up to something. Maybe not. But she had an uncanny way of knowing when he and his cousins were doing what they ought not even though she couldn’t read minds. She could read body language and as much as he tried to look like he was innocent of any wrongdoing, he couldn’t seem to ever fool her.
She motioned to him. He groaned under his breath. If she questioned him, he hoped he didn’t give away his secret.
When he reached his aunt, he bowed low.
With narrowed eyes, she said, “You have been gone for several hours. No one knew where.” Her tone was highly accusatory.
She was wearing a pale blue velvet gown, which meant she was in the mood for celebrating—blue was her favorite color for wearing to festivities, but it didn’t mean anything when she used that dark tone of voice with him.
He’d tried to come up with a reasonable explanation while he’d been at Ena’s castle, attempting to devise an excuse that would not lead his aunt to believe he had been in the human’s world, specifically seeing Cassie. And furthermore, stealing her away to the fae world.
The fae were known for being tricksters, for teasing, for telling
Micala and Ena turned their attention to Cassie. She was passed out on the couch.
Ena folded her arms and tilted her head to the side. “Guess she knows now we’re for real.”
Chapter 8
Micala felt terrible about having to leave Cassie behind at the dragon shifter’s keep, but Ena had told him she and her staff would take care of her when she came to. Cassie would be so upset about everything and then on top of that he had to leave her behind. He believed Ena would try to console her, but she was a stranger to Cassie. He needed to be there for her. No matter how much he wanted to keep her near, he couldn’t have taken Cassie with him here though.
He hoped he wouldn’t have to stay here long, but trying to get through the feast at the Denkar castle was going to be a nightmare. He couldn’t avoid going. He was too concerned that Deveron would send someone to check on him. When he couldn’t locate Micala, Deveron was sure to believe Micala was seeing Cassie. Deveron would send dark fae trackers to locate him in the human world, and the guards could possibly get themselves into trouble.
He was surprised to see Alicia still visiting with the dark fae, seated beside Deveron at the head table next to the queen. Micala had assumed she’d returned home by now. Her grandfather would have insisted she return sooner than this, furious that the fae seers nearly killed her. What little he knew of the dragon fae king, Tibero would most likely be furious with Alicia that she had visited the human world again, and would want her under his protection. Which might very well mean he’d have a retaining collar clamped around her neck just like he’d forced her mother to wear to keep her from leaving the castle.
Deveron seemed to be having just as hard a time getting over the scare. He kept Alicia tucked by his side, only glancing in Micala’s direction when he entered the great hall for the meal. Of course, he had to be late and that made him all the more noticeable.
Deveron’s eyes widened a little, most likely because he had not expected Micala to show up for the meal.
Thoughts in turmoil, Micala wanted to speak privately to Alicia and let her know that her friend was staying at Ena’s. He hated to have to sit at the head table tonight when he desperately wanted to sit unobtrusively as far away at one of the lower tables as he could manage. His aunt, Queen Irenis, who was speaking to her advisor, suddenly looked in Micala’s direction as he approached the royal table. She narrowed her eyes. From the look she gave him, he swore she had to be thinking he was up to something. Maybe not. But she had an uncanny way of knowing when he and his cousins were doing what they ought not even though she couldn’t read minds. She could read body language and as much as he tried to look like he was innocent of any wrongdoing, he couldn’t seem to ever fool her.
She motioned to him. He groaned under his breath. If she questioned him, he hoped he didn’t give away his secret.
When he reached his aunt, he bowed low.
With narrowed eyes, she said, “You have been gone for several hours. No one knew where.” Her tone was highly accusatory.
She was wearing a pale blue velvet gown, which meant she was in the mood for celebrating—blue was her favorite color for wearing to festivities, but it didn’t mean anything when she used that dark tone of voice with him.
He’d tried to come up with a reasonable explanation while he’d been at Ena’s castle, attempting to devise an excuse that would not lead his aunt to believe he had been in the human’s world, specifically seeing Cassie. And furthermore, stealing her away to the fae world.
The fae were known for being tricksters, for teasing, for telling
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