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“I’m in shock.” I nodded. “You’re here now.”
To have an iron mask swallowing one’s head could mess up anyone.
He stroked my cheek, sending electric shivers down my neck to my toes.
I leaned into him. “I thought no one would come for me. But you came! You came for me, Killian!” I repeated, as if I still couldn’t believe it.
“I’ll always come for you,” he said. “But let’s not get into the habit of being kidnapped. You’ll not go to Underhill alone from now on. I’ve assigned Rock as your bodyguard.”
“I don’t need a bodyguard,” I argued.
“You do,” he said firmly. “And you should learn to be more scared.”
I blinked at him. “But didn’t you say not to fear?”
He gave me a long look. “In your case, fear is good, so you won’t rush into danger. But don’t fear too much. You’re safe now.”
For how long? I still couldn’t tell him about Ruin, afraid this cozy and wonderful connection between us would be ripped away, afraid of seeing disgust on his face if he learned about my origin and the curse I bore. Who wanted a girl who could eat magic for breakfast and bring blight upon the land?
They say relationships can’t be built on lies, but then, I could never really have a relationship with the heir of the House of Chaos, could I?
Fuck it.
I wasn’t going to make my head spin by thinking further.
Live in the moment, I reminded myself.
“I brought this on you, Barbie,” he said regretfully.
Yes and no. Even if I’d stayed a boy, trouble would still have come for me. That day in the ice rink, Headmistress Ethel and the druid had planned to take me and put me in a cage, and Killian had saved me, though his method was questionable.
I’d thought I could ditch Ethel, the druid, and their sentinels, but if they had anything to do with the kidnapping, they knew more about me than they’d let on. I shuddered inwardly at the alternative of the druid taking me and holding me captive.
Killian pulled away, self-loathing in his storm-blue eyes, as he thought that I also blamed him for what had happened to me. I’d been snatched under his watch.
I seized the front of his shirt, clinging to him and refusing to let him go, and an electric connection hummed between us.
“I’m here. I won’t go away.” He sighed, light swimming in his eyes, banishing his negative emotions. He liked to see me cling to him.
“What happened to me was bound to happen sooner or later, sir,” I said. “It’s silly to blame yourself. I wouldn’t blame myself for being reckless either. I’m glad to be in your house, but it seems I’m a little unpopular.”
“That’s the understatement of the century.” He cracked a smile. “You were born to annoy the hell out of people.” He traced his thumb over my cheek. “Even so, I’ll keep you safe.”
Now that her hand has grown back, you need to go. You have run out of uses, chaos heir, Underhill said mercilessly, and the shadow beasts growled threateningly.
On the bank, a bed paved with flowers arose.
Barbie needs to sleep for a full recovery, Underhill added.
“I can watch her,” Killian said.
And you don’t think that’s creepy? Underhill asked. Get out!
A black wind whooshed out of nowhere, tossing Killian out of the dark fairy forest.
I opened my mouth but was too stunned to voice my objections.
A moment later, I heard a loud thud outside Underhill, accompanied by the chaos prince’s profane curses and the other heirs’ vengeful roars of laughter.
