by Julie Kagawa
Page 54
Keirran leaned down, placing a hand over Kenzie’s arm, squeezing gently. “Thank you,” he murmured quite solemnly. “Both of you. For sticking it out with me. It was nice. . . to have friends for a change. Even if it was for just a little while. I won’t trouble you again. ”
“Where are you going?” Kenzie said, frowning.
“I have to meet the Lady,” Keirran answered in a flat voice. “She’s called for me, and I promised I would go to her. After that—” his eyes darkened “—I have to return home and face my parents. They’ve probably heard the news from the Summer Court by now. ”
“What about Annwyl?” Kenzie whispered.
A shudder went through Keirran, and he dropped his head with a short, breathless sob. “I don’t know,” he said, one hand covering his face. “I failed her,” he whispered. “I don’t know what will happen now, what more I can do. ”
He turned away, hunching his shoulders, and Kenzie’s hand came to rest over mine, bringing my attention back to her. “Go with him,” she told me.
I recoiled. “What? No!” I leaned down, knowing Keirran could hear me and not caring a bit. “Forget it. He already made his choice, and look where it got us. But that’s beside the point. I’m not leaving you, Mackenzie. ”
“I’ll be fine. ” Her cool fingers brushed the side of my face. “My family is coming. I won’t be alone. But, Ethan, you’re all he has left, and you’re family. You can’t send him to face the Lady by himself. ”
“Dammit, Kenzie. ” I bent down, pressing my forehead to hers. “No. I don’t want to do this. You’re more important to me now. ”
“Nothing will happen to me here,” Kenzie whispered back, slipping her fingers into my hair, easing me closer. “Ethan, please. I’m worried for him. I know he’s made some stupid mistakes, but he’s still our friend, right? What if something happens? What if the Lady betrays him, just like Titania did?” Her voice lowered, meant only for me. “He’s probably desperate now that Annwyl can’t go home. You have to make sure he doesn’t do something really crazy. ”
Keirran straightened, taking a short breath to compose himself. “I should go,” he said. Glancing at Razor, he raised his hand, beckoning him forward, but the gremlin flattened his ears and stayed put. Keirran blinked, then lowered his arm. “You’re staying?” he asked in a curiously choked voice. The gremlin garbled something back, and the prince smiled sadly. “I see. Well, it’s your choice, Razor. ”
Kenzie looked at me, eyes wide and pleading, and I whispered a curse.
“Keirran, wait. ” I rose, wishing I could drive my fist through the wall, wishing I didn’t have to make these kinds of choices. “I’m coming with you. ”
“Ethan, you don’t—”
“Shut up. ” I glared at him. “Don’t make me regret this even more. I know I don’t have to come along. You’re family, and you’ll need someone watching your back. ”
A pair of doctors stopped outside the door, gazing into the room at us. Or, more specifically, at me. Their eyes were hard and wary as they whispered to one another, pointed a finger in my direction and walked away down the hall. I wondered if Kenzie’s father had mentioned me and had the sneaking suspicion that they were heading off to find a security guard—or call the police.
“You two better go,” Kenzie said as the doctors left. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine. Keirran, try not to go attacking any more faery queens, okay?”
Keirran bowed to her. “Goodbye, Mackenzie. I’m very glad to have known you. ” His gaze went to the gremlin, perched above her bed, and a sad smile crossed his face. “Take care of Razor for me. It seems he’s chosen himself a new Master. ”
Razor blinked at Keirran from atop the shelf, huge eyes gleaming, but he didn’t say anything.
I bent down, smoothed Kenzie’s hair from her face and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, holding me like she couldn’t bear to let go, and for a moment, I let myself forget everything.
Pulling back, I met those deep brown eyes gazing up at me and stroked her cheek. “I love you,” I whispered, my voice just a murmur between us. No fear, no hesitation; it was just pulled out of me, unable to stay hidden any longer. Her eyes widened, and I kissed her parted lips once more before straightening. “I’ll be back soon,” I promised, wanting to do nothing more than sit back down and hold her until the cops showed up to drag me away. “This won’t take long. ”
“Ethan. ” Kenzie grabbed my wrist as I turned away. Her eyes were bright as I looked back. “I love you, too, tough guy,” she whispered, turning my heart inside out. “Be careful. And come back to me. ”
Footsteps sounded outside in the hall. I glanced up to see the same two doctors enter the room, a uniformed policeman close behind. My stomach dropped, but Keirran, it seemed, was expecting them. He waved a hand at me, I felt a pulse of magic hit my skin, and the world went hazy for a split second. The cop and the doctors blinked and looked around the room in bewilderment, and I realized Keirran had thrown an invisibility spell over me. He jerked his head at the door, slipping around the flabbergasted adults, and left the room. I followed, being careful not to brush against them, until I reached the frame and looked back.
Kenzie’s knowing smile met mine across the room. She nodded and winked, then turned her attention to the doctor that approached, demanding to know where I had gone. She gave a very clueless shrug, and I forced myself to turn away, joining Keirran in the hall.
“Hurry,” he said, sounding breathless and winded. “The spell won’t last long, and I don’t have much strength left. Let’s get this over with so we can both go home. ”
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
CATALYST
Another trip into the Between. It took a bit longer this time, passing through a landscape of mist and fog, beneath the ruins of an ancient tower, frozen in time.
When Keirran parted the Veil again, we stood at the top of a hill, looking down on the rolling moors, with no artificial lights to be seen. Overhead, the moon was as full and bright as it had been on our last trip here, when Kenzie had made the bargain with Leanansidhe to get the Sight. I desperately hoped she was all right, and wished, yet again, that she’d never made that bargain. That I could have somehow talked her out of wanting to see the fey for the rest of her life. Look where she’d ended up because of it.
“Come on,” Keirran said and started down the slope, walking toward a familiar cluster of trees in the distance. The cold moor wind howled through the grass and between the rocks, yanking at my clothes and hair. Keirran had given me back my swords, which were strapped to my waist again, and Guro’s amulet lay heavy around my neck, clinking against the iron cross. I found myself thinking that I should’ve left it with Kenzie; maybe if she’d been wearing it in the Summer Court, the lightning bolt would’ve missed her.
Could’ve, would’ve, should’ve. I couldn’t do anything about it now. As Kenzie had said, what was done was done, and we couldn’t beat ourselves up for the past.
Easier said than done, at least for me.
There was no faery music when we approached the grove this time. No Summer fey dancing under the light of the full moon. However, the faery ring, the enormous circle of toadstools in the center of the glen, was far from empty. Forgotten surrounded it now, dark and blurred, nearly invisible in the shadows except for their glowing yellow eyes. They parted for us without a sound, bowing their wispy heads as Keirran and I stepped through their ranks and walked toward the figure in the center of the ring.
“Prince Keirran. ” The Lady’s low, throaty voice sounded faintly horrified as we stepped before her, hordes of Forgotten watching from the edge of the ring. The faery’s shifting eyes barely glanced at me, going wide at the sight of the Iron Prince. “What has happened to you? You feel. . . empty. Fading. Like my own people. ”
“Do you remember Annwyl?” Keirran asked, his voice cold. “Do you remember what your people di
d to her? She started to Fade, and I couldn’t allow that to happen. ”
“What have you done?” the Lady whispered. Keirran gave a grim smile.
“Annwyl wears an amulet now that ties us together, and my glamour sustains her, though it won’t for much longer. ” He narrowed his gaze at the Forgotten Queen. “I find it ironic that I’m going to die, killed by the Forgotten, when all I wanted was to save your people. ”
“No,” the Lady said, one hand going to her chest. “Prince Keirran, there was another way. I made a bargain with Mr. Dust to provide us with the glamour we needed to survive. You could have done the same. ”
“That wasn’t an option,” I snapped.
“Really, Ethan Chase?” the Lady said, turning on me. I stepped back; she looked seriously pissed. “And this is better?” She gestured to Keirran, who didn’t move. “You would let him die, corrupt his soul, to save a few mortal children?”
“Corrupt his. . . what?” My stomach went cold. The Forgotten Queen gave me a disgusted look.
“You do not know, do you? The magic on the other end of. . . whatever he is attached to is not only draining his glamour, his strength and his memories. It is taking his very essence, what makes him who he is. He is mostly human. It is taking his soul. ” She turned to Keirran as I stood there, reeling. “That is what is keeping your girl alive, Prince Keirran. She has a piece of your soul imprisoned in that amulet, and as long as she lives, you will never get it back. ”
Guro, I thought, feeling like I’d been punched. What the hell? Did you know? Is that what you were trying to tell me?
I looked at Keirran, wondering what he thought of this, but the Iron Prince only shrugged. “It doesn’t matter anymore,” he muttered, his voice resigned. “Annwyl can’t go home. We’ll both die soon enough. If the amulet is taking my soul, she’s welcome to it. ”
