Keita rubbed her eyes with the palms of her hands before reminding the big idiot, “I am a spy.”

“Yeah, but you’re on our side—so I don’t care.” He listened a few seconds more. “All right. I don’t hear anything.”

That’s when the door swung open hard and Uther rushed in, closing the door behind him and using his body to block it.

“Those witches are putting poison in our food!” he whispered desperately. “They’re going to kill us all!”

“Told you!” Caswyn stated from the floor, where he’d landed on his big ass. “We have to get you out of here.”

“I need you both to calm down.”

Keita seriously thought about going back to her cousin’s bedroom and dragging Aidan out.

A few minutes ago, when she’d seen him and Brannie cuddled together, asleep, she’d decided to leave them alone, assuming there was no situation she couldn’t handle at least until the morning. But she’d forgotten about Caswyn and Uther. Helpful dragons, to be sure, but not what Keita would call smart. She instantly missed the days she’d spent with Ren and Gwenvael, the three of them starting trouble wherever they landed. But her brother and Ren had been smart, Ren able to talk them out of any trouble and Gwenvael able to seduce anyone who could help them.

It had been the best time of Keita’s life before meeting Ragnar. But now she had to deal with her easily distracted cousin, two dragons who, Keita was sure, couldn’t count to five, three Riders who never listened to anyone but themselves, and Aidan.

And what good was he when he was always so busy mooning over Branwen?

Even more irritating? Brannie still didn’t seem to understand. She was completely oblivious to how that dragon felt about her. And that was foolish. Not a lot of dragon males would be comfortable with a female who could outmatch him in any type of warrior situation.

There simply were not a lot of Bram the Mercifuls running around, on the lookout for Ghleanna the Decimators! So her cousin needed to snatch up this chance before it was too late!

“I understand your concerns,” she told the two idiots, “but I can assure you we are safe here. I know these witches very well and—”

Keita stopped talking when the two males began to giggle.

“What?” she asked.

“Yeah,” Uther said, “we can tell you know the witches very well. Especially that Lady Meihui.”

Then they both leered.

Disgusted, Keita dropped her head and pressed her hands to her eyes again. She even added some shoulder shakes in for good measure.

Both males bolted to her side and crouched a bit.

“Are you okay?” one of them asked.

“We were only teasing you,” the other said.