“All it takes is a little faith–and recognition, my Little Raven.” I open my mouth to say more, but I hear a jingle in the door. “Someone’s here,” I whisper. Mr. Blake laughs in my head. “You can just think it. If you’re thinking of me when you have a message to send, I’ll hear you. I’ll always he
*Kieran* “Oh, my. That is a bright shade of pink.” My mother blinks her eyes a few times before sipping her wine again. She’s commented on Nessa’s dress at least five times since dinner started only a few moments ago. Every time she does, Nessa giggles and squeezes my hand beneath the table, as if
I’d still like an answer to our question, though. “Why didn’t you kill Blake then?” I take a sip of my wine, trying to sound unbothered. “Because… the old coward begged me not to kill him. I dragged him back here and locked him up in silver chains, hoping perhaps one day he’d use his powers to he
*Blanca* After Candace left, I’d sat there immoble for quite some time. Her statement about Nessa being the worst match for Kieran had made me nauseated. But I’d managed to eat the food she’d brought me, and now, I’m pacing in the small area of my room. I can mind-link with Mr. Blake but no one in
I’m thin enough in my human form I can probably slide between the bars, but how I can get all the guards in front of the gate to look away for a moment is beyond me. “Unless….” A thought occurs to me, and as I pick up speed running toward the nearest gate, I use my mind to call together any birds t
*Kieran* I’d seen her rush past while I was sitting in the rose garden, thinking about everything. My first instinct was to shout at her and tell her to get her ass back inside. But I can’t do that, and I know it. She has to leave. Not just because she doesn’t really belong here but because it’s
“Am I?” She tips her head to the side and looks at me like I’m an idiot. “Kieran, we look nothing alike.” “I know but–” “We act nothing alike. I have these weird powers. I can hear a man we both know is from Escuro in my head.” A nervous laugh erupts from her mouth. “I’m starting to think someone
*Blanca* “Hand me the key, Kieran,” I tell him as I see guards coming closer to where he’s standing on the other side of the gate I just squeezed through. Right now, the guards are preoccupied, fighting the birds I’m sending to distract them. But it won’t take long before the birds get scared and f