He shook his head. “You two are better suited for that. I’ll go back and do damage control if they strike again. There’s no real predicting where they’ll be, though, and I’m usually too late. If I do find them ...” He hesitated and studied me carefully. “What would you like me to do?”

I grimaced, but it was a question that had to be addressed. “Ideally, banish them to this world. If something happens ... I mean, if there are innocent human lives in danger ...”

I couldn’t finish, but Roland gave a curt nod. “Understood. I’ll do what I can.”

We all made preparations to leave that day. My kingdoms were back in capable hands, and it was a relatively simple affair to head over to Dorian’s—especially now that I wasn’t under the constant threat of attack. Traveling to the Yew Land had made me a pro at horseback riding, and I felt pretty confident my body had returned to its former state. Thinking of that made me think of making out with Dorian earlier. Yeah. My body was definitely recovered. Watch it, Eugenie, an inner voice warned me. Look what happened the last time you did that. Besides, aren’t you mad at Dorian?

Watching him sidelong as we traveled, I really didn’t think I was anymore. My feelings for him were muddled, and I was glad that he was too preoccupied with Ysabel and Edria’s deceit to pay much attention to my pensiveness.

When we arrived, I saw that the Oak Land was well on its way to healing too. Most startling was how green everything was. It was the first time (aside from the blight) that I’d seen Dorian’s land not in the throes of a magical autumn. Instead, all the plants and trees bore the look of late summer, green and bursting with fruit.

I received a lot of curious glances from his staff as we entered the castle. I was well known to them, and the ups and downs of our alliance and romance had been a source of gossip that rivaled Hollywood starlets. People never knew what to expect when Dorian and I surfaced together. This was no exception.

He was all business and ordered his guards to bring Pagiel’s family to one of his receiving chambers immediately. Before Dorian left for his own rooms, he gave me a once-over. “Damn. Should have had you bring a dress.”

“What’s wrong with this?” I asked, gesturing to my jeans and Peter Frampton T-shirt.