recent change.”
“You should know that I’m slightly mad at you. You told me that you’d come back and help me. You didn’t.” He nodded at her and bowed again. “What does this all mean?”
Jacob looked at him and shrugged. Damn it, Sebastian had hoped she wouldn’t notice the place he’d been wondering about. He nodded to Jacob, knowing that he was going to tell her anyway.
“Read it, you both can.” Sebastian looked at him and wondered if the man had lost his mind. “You should know that you’re projecting yourself very loudly, my lord. Anyone within a mile could hear you.”
“I don’t know what you mean.” He had a feeling that the walls were closing in on him. “I’m feeling sort of strange.”
He felt hands grab at him and he wanted to push them away, but a voice kept telling him to breathe. He wanted to shout that he was breathing, but did try to slow his heart down as he’d been ordered to. The room seemed to grow incredibly smaller as he looked around. And when it began to shift and roll, he put his head down. Something was very wrong.
“You’ve had a bit of a delay it seems. Just sit there and drink this.” He felt something shoved into his hands. “And drink it quickly so I can refill it.”
The tea tasted so delicious that he didn’t mind draining the glass. As soon as he pulled it from his lips, another was pressed into his hands. He was drinking his third glass when he realized that he could raise his head without being sick. He looked at Ama, who was holding his hand.
“What was that? And what did you mean by a delay? Delay of what?” Jacob looked at Ama before he looked back at him. He was afraid of the answer and was about to tell him never mind, he didn’t want to know when Ama spoke.
“You’ve just become like me. It was quicker than when I changed to faerie, but it’s done now. Are you okay?” He nodded, still not sure what she was talking about. “I can hear your thoughts. Take a deep breath and then blow it out slowly.”
He did as she said. Looking around the room, he realized that there was a pattern that he’d not seen before and said so. Jacob laughed a little, then stood up. He helped Sebastian up as well.
“You’re going to be just fine. And yes, there is a pattern. You can read it now, correct?” Sebastian looked around the room again and then at where he supposed the starting point was. “There you have it. Now tell me what it says.”
“ Amarizi and Sebastian Bowen, you are hereby requested to come to the Ball of Faeries on October twelfth at midnight.” He watched the room shift again and more letters appeared. “You may bring your families, but you must also bring the book. Sincerely, the High Council.”
He looked at Ama and then at Jacob , who was grinning like he’d just won the lottery. Sebastian was beginning to dislike this wizard a great deal. When he stepped toward the door, Sebastian called him back.
“I don’t know what’s going on here. You said that I’ve changed. Okay, I get that, but who is the High Council, and why do we have to go to this ball? And just what book are they talking about? There isn’t even an address for us to go to.”
“You’re taking this remarkably well for a man who only days ago didn’t know a thing about faeries.” Jacob nodded to the boxes just behind them. “Have a seat and I’ll tell you what I can. The rest? Well, I’m not sure who will tell you that.”
“The rest?” Ama looked at him when Jacob nodded at her question. “I thought you’d told me everything when you met up with me all those years ago. And now you tell me there’s more? And the first words out of your mouth had better be to tell me why you keep bowing before us and call us lord and lady all of the sudden.”
“It’s the title given to mated couples such as you.” Jacob raised his hand when Sebastian started to speak. “I’m not able to tell you all because it is forbidden for me to tell you. There will be
“You should know that I’m slightly mad at you. You told me that you’d come back and help me. You didn’t.” He nodded at her and bowed again. “What does this all mean?”
Jacob looked at him and shrugged. Damn it, Sebastian had hoped she wouldn’t notice the place he’d been wondering about. He nodded to Jacob, knowing that he was going to tell her anyway.
“Read it, you both can.” Sebastian looked at him and wondered if the man had lost his mind. “You should know that you’re projecting yourself very loudly, my lord. Anyone within a mile could hear you.”
“I don’t know what you mean.” He had a feeling that the walls were closing in on him. “I’m feeling sort of strange.”
He felt hands grab at him and he wanted to push them away, but a voice kept telling him to breathe. He wanted to shout that he was breathing, but did try to slow his heart down as he’d been ordered to. The room seemed to grow incredibly smaller as he looked around. And when it began to shift and roll, he put his head down. Something was very wrong.
“You’ve had a bit of a delay it seems. Just sit there and drink this.” He felt something shoved into his hands. “And drink it quickly so I can refill it.”
The tea tasted so delicious that he didn’t mind draining the glass. As soon as he pulled it from his lips, another was pressed into his hands. He was drinking his third glass when he realized that he could raise his head without being sick. He looked at Ama, who was holding his hand.
“What was that? And what did you mean by a delay? Delay of what?” Jacob looked at Ama before he looked back at him. He was afraid of the answer and was about to tell him never mind, he didn’t want to know when Ama spoke.
“You’ve just become like me. It was quicker than when I changed to faerie, but it’s done now. Are you okay?” He nodded, still not sure what she was talking about. “I can hear your thoughts. Take a deep breath and then blow it out slowly.”
He did as she said. Looking around the room, he realized that there was a pattern that he’d not seen before and said so. Jacob laughed a little, then stood up. He helped Sebastian up as well.
“You’re going to be just fine. And yes, there is a pattern. You can read it now, correct?” Sebastian looked around the room again and then at where he supposed the starting point was. “There you have it. Now tell me what it says.”
“ Amarizi and Sebastian Bowen, you are hereby requested to come to the Ball of Faeries on October twelfth at midnight.” He watched the room shift again and more letters appeared. “You may bring your families, but you must also bring the book. Sincerely, the High Council.”
He looked at Ama and then at Jacob , who was grinning like he’d just won the lottery. Sebastian was beginning to dislike this wizard a great deal. When he stepped toward the door, Sebastian called him back.
“I don’t know what’s going on here. You said that I’ve changed. Okay, I get that, but who is the High Council, and why do we have to go to this ball? And just what book are they talking about? There isn’t even an address for us to go to.”
“You’re taking this remarkably well for a man who only days ago didn’t know a thing about faeries.” Jacob nodded to the boxes just behind them. “Have a seat and I’ll tell you what I can. The rest? Well, I’m not sure who will tell you that.”
“The rest?” Ama looked at him when Jacob nodded at her question. “I thought you’d told me everything when you met up with me all those years ago. And now you tell me there’s more? And the first words out of your mouth had better be to tell me why you keep bowing before us and call us lord and lady all of the sudden.”
“It’s the title given to mated couples such as you.” Jacob raised his hand when Sebastian started to speak. “I’m not able to tell you all because it is forbidden for me to tell you. There will be
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