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“I need to make sure you are making good on our agreement.”
“You definitely have our blood, boy. Just as hard-headed as all of us.” Delphine let out a long breath and turned around. “Let us see the garden, Kazimir and Emily.”
Max whispered, “Be careful, Em.”
I swallowed. “I will.”
Chapter eight
The Garden of Good and Evil
Kazimir
Emily and I followed Delphine into the garden as Maxwell stayed behind, eyeing her suspiciously.
I agree with him. We must watch her.
The deeper we headed into the garden, the more elaborate the aroma of the blossoming flowers and plants became.
But I could enjoy none of the space.
I thought back to what transpired earlier when we arrived, and then I considered the conversation Delphine had with Maxwell.
Shit.
It seemed as if Delphine had—in some unfathomable way—really been infiltrating Paolo’s dreams.
The realization was paralyzing.
How is that. . .possible?
The fragility of our situation suddenly appeared far more tangible.
It was an unseen threat looming large over us.
Thankfully, Paolo appeared just fine. Upon seeing Delphine, his face lit up in childish delight. His reaction told me that she had not harmed him in the dreams or caused any nightmares.
Still. . .this is not good.
Because the revelation also sent a cold, uninvited shiver down my spine.
Additionally, a flurry of questions swarmed my mind.
What did this all mean?
Was it truly possible for her to enter Paolo’s dreams?
It was true that Pavel—though deceased—often frequented my dreams. But I had always attributed that to my subconscious conjuring images of him. Surely my mind was allowing a sweet self-deception to help me get over losing him.
But this is different.
If this woman—this Bayou Banshee—had truly invaded Paolo’s dream, then we had entered nightmarish and frightening territory. The sort that I had never ventured in before.
A cold knot of dread twisted in my stomach.
I contemplated the possibilities, the dire implications of such power.
If Delphine could manipulate someone’s dreams at her whim, then what else could she do?
