Chapters (34)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Acknowledgements
- CHAPTER 1 - TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 2 - KAELEER
- CHAPTER 3 - Ebon ASKAVI
- CHAPTER 4 - Ebon ASKAVI
- CHAPTER 5 - KAELEER
- CHAPTER 6 - KAELEER
- CHAPTER 7 - KAELEER
- CHAPTER 8 - TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 9 - KAELEER
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11 - TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 12 - TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 13 - TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 14 - TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 15 - TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 16 - TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 17 - KAELEER
- CHAPTER 18 - TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 19 - Ebon ASKAVI
- TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 21 - KAELEER
- CHAPTER 22 - TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 23 - KAELEER
- CHAPTER 24 - TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 25 - KAELEER
- CHAPTER 26 - KAELEER
- CHAPTER 27 - TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 28 - TERREILLE
- CHAPTER 29 - KAELEER
- CHAPTER 30 - TERREILLE
Maybe all of them. Which meant her court would be equally upset by her unexpected absence.
Assuming any of them noticed or gave a damn.
You’re tired, so you’re bitchy, she scolded herself. “Gray, wait.”
He stopped, but he looked like he was about to receive a crippling blow.
“I’m parched. Can I have some water before I see the surprise?”
“How did you know it was a surprise?”
Hell’s fire. She wasn’t supposed to know that. “Since I don’t know what you want to show me, it must be a surprise.”
As he rubbed a thumb over her cheek, he made one of those lightning shifts from boy to man.
“You’re not hurt?” he asked.
“No, Gray, I’m not hurt. I was up in the attic and lost track of time. I didn’t mean to worry you.”
“Scared me, Cassie. That’s a lot more than worry.”
“Yes, it is, and I’m sorry.”
He shook his head. “There were too many years when someone going missing meant they weren’t coming back. Captured or killed. Sometimes Talon found what was left of them. Most times not.”
“Oh, Gray.”
He shook his head again. “Dena Nehele isn’t a safe place yet. It will be, someday, but for now it’s still not safe to go off on your own and not leave a direction for someone to follow.”
“I’ll remember that.” I’ll miss you, Gray.
“Let’s get you some water.”
She drank her fill. Then Gray worked the pump for her so she could wash some of the grime off her face and hands.
He called in a small towel and handed it to her, and there was a question in his eyes that she couldn’t figure out.
“Close your eyes,” he said.
When she obeyed, he put an arm around her shoulders and guided her around the garden.
“Open your eyes now.”
She looked at the flower bed and thought, Home. Then she looked more closely.
“Common ground,” Gray said quietly. “Not quite the same, but similar. Not quite home, but it could be home—if you wanted to put down roots. And if you don’t, if you can’t, maybe I could put down roots in Dharo.”
It was her mother’s garden, and yet it wasn’t.
Then what he said sank in all the way.
“Dharo?” she asked, finally looking away from the flowers. “You want to live in Dharo?”
“I want to be with you.” He drew her into his arms.
“Theran needs you,” Cassidy said.
“And I need you. I know it’s not easy for you because your ways are so different from what we’ve known here, but maybe we can find some common ground there too. Can’t we try, Cassie? Can’t we at least try?”
He kissed her slowly, deeply, as if she truly mattered.