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“If he touched her, I will—”
“He did, but not physically, and yet his words cut sharper than any blade.”
“Is she hurt?”
“Deeply, but you can feel that can you not? Your concern is not only for her physical well-being but mental as well.”
“I know what solitude can do to a damaged mind and heart. I also know that Kaden uses his words to push her farther away from me. What did he say to her?”
He only nodded, ignoring the blade digging into his throat. “Dianna knows about your father’s plan for your betrothal.”
My blade faltered. Energy writhed and bucked against my wavering control. I had not realized the room was shaking until I spotted Xavier trying to hold on to the desk and the items atop it.
“Kaden used a portion of your past to further drive a wedge between any progress you have made.”
I felt sick to my stomach, my heart hammering in my chest. “But Imogen and I never… It was null and void. War broke out, and there was no need for a union.”
“She does not know that.”
I dropped my blade, summoning it back to its ether. “I need to find her, talk to her. Please. It’s imperative.”
He stepped back, a swirling mass of stars bending at his feet, reminding me he wore the shell of a man, but he was not one.
“You need not beg me, god king, for she will come to you. You merely must let her in. She seeks an item you have, and she will take it, but if you can somehow trap her instead, maybe, just maybe, there is hope for a better future—a better outcome than what I have seen. She has constructed a wall of armor around herself and her emotions. You simply need to find a crack, a way in.”
I swallowed, knowing he was about to leave and even my power could not summon fate. “How?” I snapped. “Tell me how.”
The growing mass at his feet grew, encompassing him. He dissipated into the cosmos, but his last words rang through the room.
“Kaden took her family from her. Give her one back.”
Twenty-Six
Cameron. A Few Days Later.
The sun peeked from behind one of the large silver skyscrapers as horns honked and people talked, shouted, and laughed. I rubbed my eyes, trying to wake myself up.
“Are you dozing off again?”
A swift kick to my shin had me jerking awake. I dropped my hand, sitting upright as Xavier shook his head at me.
“Oh, I’m sorry. Have you been awake the last few days hunting a dark-haired Ig’Morruthen or trying to find Neverra?”
His brow ticked upward. “Yes.”
I nodded. “Oh yeah, you’re right, you have.”
We sat at a small round table outside a busy cafe. I thought that was what Imogen had called it. All their words were so different from ours. After Logan and Samkiel had shown us the massive database of the myriad of languages they spoke, what they ate, and how they interacted, Xavier and I were exhausted. Xavier had been on my team when Samkiel split us all up, but Xavier was always with me. I was pretty sure we’d been inseparable since joining The Hand. We just clicked.
I leaned back in my chair, rubbing the back of my head. My hair was so much shorter now. Xavier also had his cut, but he had gone with a faded undercut with a few of his dreads still sitting atop his head.
“I wonder how good it is?”
Xavier snorted and shook his head, raising a fork full of fruit to his mouth. My eyes followed, watching hungrily as his lips closed over the bite. “Of course, that’s where your mind is at.”
“I’m just curious as to where Samkiel’s mind is. He never acted this way toward anyone, not even Imogen. He hasn’t slept, but neither has Logan, both of them running around like madmen.”
“Love will do that to you.”
