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from . The druid had been working for a Texas oil company that did business in Aberdeen when Flùranach and Rory found him. Munro wondered how many abandoned gates might still exist, connecting somehow to the American landscape.
    Eilidh shivered. After the stressful day she’d had, Munro decided not to press her merely to satisfy his own curiosity. “Rory is planning to seek out Flùranach. He thinks he knows where she might be hiding. Our only hope of finding more druids is with the aid of someone like her.”
    “It is a brave choice,” Eilidh said.
    “He’s stronger than anyone realises.”
    The conversation trailed off, and they lay together in the morning light. Eilidh’s breathing slowed and she drifted towards sleep, her head resting on his bare chest. Her voice flitted into his mind. I love you.
    “I love you too,” he whispered and closed his eyes. Such a simple thing, to lie with her and talk about their days, their worries, their plans. But he never took it for granted. Their world was too changeable, and he never knew what each moment might bring. For now, he pushed Koen and this mysterious druid of Huck’s out of his mind. Instead, he thought about being with the woman he loved. He wished the moment would last forever, but in the morning she’d rush off to do whatever her kingdom required, to plan her third wedding. He’d return to the Halls of Mist and talk to the keepers about the Source Stone, hoping to unlock its ancient secrets.
    It seemed like only moments later when Eilidh woke him with a light kiss, but the daylight had already dimmed. Her eyes shone in the darkness.
    A smile played across his lips. He’d missed her. He realised how much he looked forward to the time they would spend alone together after their wedding. Of course, that time would include travelling, feasts, and galas at which he would be formally introduced to Caledonian society as her mate. Some of the time, however, they would be completely alone, and the idea pleased him.
    “Good evening,” he said and returned her kiss.
    Her smile was marred by an expression of worry.
    “What’s wrong?” he asked.
    “I am planning to ask Griogair to travel to the Andenan borderlands with me.” Her words came out in a rush. “I need to greet the Andenan people and on such an occasion, it is customary to visit the altars and speak with the Andenan Watchers. If my wen-lei finds them to be suitable, they will be integrated into our own force. I will also have to quietly learn if Estobar is telling the truth about the broken gate in the Andenan lands. This entire process will involve such upheaval.”
    “I’m glad Griogair will be going with you. He’s a lot better at politicking than I could dream of being.”
    Her smile brightened. “You don’t mind?”
    “Of course not,” he said, slightly confused at her worry. It wasn’t like this was the first time she and her mate had travelled without him. Perhaps she was anxious because of the upcoming wedding. “People respect me because I’m with you, or because of this Druid Lord title. But I’m just a guy from Perth who fell in love with someone who became a queen. When it comes to the serious or formal stuff, Griogair is your man, not me. I’m not jealous of your relationship with him. I’m surprised you think I would be.”
    “Thank you, Quinton,” she said and wrapped her arms around him. She kissed him fiercely, and he returned her passion in equal measure.
    “We have a little time before you need to leave, don’t we?” he said, now wide awake and fully aware of her intimate touch and writhing movements.
    “I’m their queen,” she said. “They’ll not leave without me.”
    ∞
    Huck and Rory left the Ashkyne Hall, the last of the places they intended to search for Flùranach. The pair spent the early part of the evening visiting every Hall, ostensibly requesting permanent access to the borderlands to facilitate their search for other druids. Huck did most of the