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“Caspian,” I sighed, unsure of how to respond to this. I understood it, but it wasn’t helpful. “You can’t have everything.”
He frowned, looking suddenly very depressed. “I know,” he admitted, then sat heavily in his seat. “The problem is I’ve long ago gone native. I like it here, now. I might have liked it for some time. And now that I have my mate, I think I can actually enjoy it without being constantly depressed. I want to see it in this new perspective.”
I rolled my eyes, but suddenly I recalled the witch reminding me, ‘I can’t imagine your world has that many potato chips in it. Somethin’ to keep in mind.’ Sure, it wasn’t potato chips that was the sticking issue (although, I was gonna miss them), but for some reason I hadn’t considered it. I was so busy missing Daconia’s luxuries, I forgot how many I had gotten used to in this realm.
I had to think about it—what did I want? I always thought I just wanted to get home.
“We have to get home. We have a constant danger in Seraphus. We can’t have children with this pressure. It’d be hell. That’s why we agreed to let her look for those diamonds in the first place!” I gestured to the back room. “Or else why would we have put her through that?”
“So your witch has no idea how to negate this future?” He leaned forward. “Maybe a way to kill him?”
“I like to think the witch or her demons would have mentioned it if there was,” I assured. “Besides, even if we tried to kill him, we’re back putting our mate in danger.” I groaned and massaged my scalp. “It’s hard to think with all this indigestion. Somebody was wearing gold when I ate him.”
Caspian groaned too, straightening himself out in his seat. “I think most all of them were. When did those gold necklaces become popular again? I’m turning green.”
Miles came out of the room, straightening his clothing. “She’s a little on the grumpy side,” he mentioned peevishly. “Not that I blame her. Getting shot isn’t exactly a good time. She’s asking for the diamonds.”
I pulled myself up from my seat and drank the rest of my whiskey in a gulp. “Why does she want the diamonds?” I asked Miles.
Miles rolled his eyes. “Who knows? She keeps saying that they want her. Not the other way around—very much that the diamonds are asking for her. She might have lost it.”
I snorted and pulled out the diamond where I had it hidden before walking into the bedroom, Caspian following behind me.
“How are you feeling, beautiful?” he asked cautiously, sitting down on the bed next to her while I secured the second diamond.
She frowned at us. “I’m great,” she assured sarcastically, looking down at her leg, which was heavily bandaged.
She put her arms out to me, the ancient Byzantian ring shining as her hand reached into a beam of sunlight shining through one of the aircraft’s small windows. “Give me my babies. And my bracelet.”
“Your babies, hm?” I smirked.
“See, I can already tell this is where me and you differ. Can’t you hear them?” she asked, blinking up at me with annoyance over her face, like I should definitely be able to ‘hear’ something from these stones and was stubbornly ignoring them.
Caspian and I exchanged glances. “No,” I finally replied to her after Caspian shrugged and gave me an ‘I don’t know. She must be in shock or something’ expression.
“Seriously?” she asked, shaking her head at me, as if stunned. “They’re being incessant. Like wailing infant-style.”
I shook my head, but I handed her the bracelet, and then both gems.
“Shhh. I’m here,” she told them with a maternal expression on her face. “It’s okay.”
Caspian was leaning in now. “What do you think they’re saying?” he asked her.
She looked up, her eyebrows narrowing. “What? Do you think they speak language?” she asked, like he was the crazy one. “It’s not a language. It’s… It’s like…” She frowned. “It’s like a communication, but like a story. Like, all being said at once, all at the same time. All just…” She rubbed her hand over one of the diamonds, petting it. “Just so eager for me to connect to it.”
She looked up at me, her white eyes now void of her iris and pupil, but the white itself sparkled like an opal. “I thought you’d feel it. How do dragons not feel it?”
“We’re a different species,” I said, hoping that’s what it was and that she wasn’t just insane because she was shot and was now broken in the mind from the episode.
“Yeah, but I thought that we had an ancient ancestor. You said that once,” she reminded me impatiently.
“So do wolves and chihuahuas,” I reminded firmly. “We’re talking a million years ago. Ancient history. Ancient legends. Our species, my dear girl, has different abilities. You don’t shapeshift, for example, while it couldn’t be easier for Caspian and I.”
She frowned. “I was hoping you could hear them. I can’t understand what they’re saying. But they’re so… upset.” She stared at them, her brow furrowed, her expression disturbed.
“Probably because you did your own thing once again and ended up getting shot by Russian mobsters,” I said firmly, looking her over.
“Yeah, that didn’t make them feel any better,” she assured flatly, as if I had something there.
