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stood beside him.
“We could’ve gotten that information without helping her. She’s a Dark, Kyran.”
“Maiti reminded me of my sister.”
There was a beat of silence before Fintan said, “I didn’t know you had a sister.”
“She hated the life of the Dark.” Kyran turned from the courtyard. “Hated it so much she decided to do something a Dark never does—she was going to the Light.”
“Oh, fuck,” Fintan murmured.
Kyran took a deep breath and pulled himself from his memories. “Aye, we had to help Maiti.”
“So your sister is a Light Fae now?”
Kyran shook his head. “She’s dead. She never made it to the Light. She was betrayed by her family.”
Chapter Nine
River woke, confused as she looked around. Where was she? It took her a full minute to remember everything that happened and why she wasn’t in her flat.
She sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed, her hands on either side of her. The last thing she remembered was reading one of the books. She must have fallen asleep. That meant that someone carried her to bed.
Was it Kyran? She hoped it was Kyran.
That drew her up short. No, she didn’t want it to be Kyran. He was far too dangerous for her mind and body.
River stood and looked around the chamber. The bed was a simple iron bed. At its base was a bench with three sets of clothes folded neatly. The only other furniture was a table and chair off to the side where a large bowl sat atop the table.
She walked to it, amazed to find the bowl filled with water. River dipped her finger in it to find out how cold it was, only to discover it was warm. She had to smile, because what else would the water be with Fae around?
It wasn’t until she began to take off her clothes that she realized she wasn’t the least bit cold. In fact, she was downright cozy.
River washed herself as best she could. Then she turned to the bench and the clothes. One was a set very similar to what she’d worn most of her life. It was her normal, her safety net.
The second set was a pair of jeans and a sweater. The third set was a black pair of pants and a shirt that dipped low in the front.
She shook her head, wondering who picked out the clothes. River wasn’t surprised at all to find the sweater and jeans fit to perfection. She zipped the boots and stood, running her fingers through her hair before putting it in a loose plait.
Her stomach was growling viciously when she started toward the door. She was steps from reaching it when there was a soft knock.
“River?” Jordyn’s voice said through the wood.
River opened the door. Jordyn smiled, then let her gaze wander down. The smile was gone and her face registered surprise when she once more met River’s gaze.
“Wow.”
River swallowed past her nervousness. “Did you pick out the clothes?”
“Yeah. I wanted to give you some choices in case you might want something different.”
“Thanks.” It had been so long since River had someone do something for her that the gratitude felt weird.
Jordyn waved away her words. “How about some food?”
“That sounds great.”
She followed Jordyn through the tunnel. “How long have you been here?”
“This place is new,” Jordyn said over her shoulder. “We were set up below Edinburgh Castle, but Bran found us.”
That didn’t give River confidence in the Reapers. She put a lot of faith in them to keep her safe. As long as she didn’t have a child, she was relatively safe, but how long would that last? When would they get tired of waiting and just kill her?
If she never had a child, her line would die with her. Perhaps that was for the best.
Then she thought of the books, of how only she could read them. If she didn’t carry on her line, no one would ever be able to read those words again. As much as that saddened her, it was better than knowing her family would continue to be killed over and over in the future.
River turned with Jordyn and entered another cavern that was set up
“We could’ve gotten that information without helping her. She’s a Dark, Kyran.”
“Maiti reminded me of my sister.”
There was a beat of silence before Fintan said, “I didn’t know you had a sister.”
“She hated the life of the Dark.” Kyran turned from the courtyard. “Hated it so much she decided to do something a Dark never does—she was going to the Light.”
“Oh, fuck,” Fintan murmured.
Kyran took a deep breath and pulled himself from his memories. “Aye, we had to help Maiti.”
“So your sister is a Light Fae now?”
Kyran shook his head. “She’s dead. She never made it to the Light. She was betrayed by her family.”
Chapter Nine
River woke, confused as she looked around. Where was she? It took her a full minute to remember everything that happened and why she wasn’t in her flat.
She sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed, her hands on either side of her. The last thing she remembered was reading one of the books. She must have fallen asleep. That meant that someone carried her to bed.
Was it Kyran? She hoped it was Kyran.
That drew her up short. No, she didn’t want it to be Kyran. He was far too dangerous for her mind and body.
River stood and looked around the chamber. The bed was a simple iron bed. At its base was a bench with three sets of clothes folded neatly. The only other furniture was a table and chair off to the side where a large bowl sat atop the table.
She walked to it, amazed to find the bowl filled with water. River dipped her finger in it to find out how cold it was, only to discover it was warm. She had to smile, because what else would the water be with Fae around?
It wasn’t until she began to take off her clothes that she realized she wasn’t the least bit cold. In fact, she was downright cozy.
River washed herself as best she could. Then she turned to the bench and the clothes. One was a set very similar to what she’d worn most of her life. It was her normal, her safety net.
The second set was a pair of jeans and a sweater. The third set was a black pair of pants and a shirt that dipped low in the front.
She shook her head, wondering who picked out the clothes. River wasn’t surprised at all to find the sweater and jeans fit to perfection. She zipped the boots and stood, running her fingers through her hair before putting it in a loose plait.
Her stomach was growling viciously when she started toward the door. She was steps from reaching it when there was a soft knock.
“River?” Jordyn’s voice said through the wood.
River opened the door. Jordyn smiled, then let her gaze wander down. The smile was gone and her face registered surprise when she once more met River’s gaze.
“Wow.”
River swallowed past her nervousness. “Did you pick out the clothes?”
“Yeah. I wanted to give you some choices in case you might want something different.”
“Thanks.” It had been so long since River had someone do something for her that the gratitude felt weird.
Jordyn waved away her words. “How about some food?”
“That sounds great.”
She followed Jordyn through the tunnel. “How long have you been here?”
“This place is new,” Jordyn said over her shoulder. “We were set up below Edinburgh Castle, but Bran found us.”
That didn’t give River confidence in the Reapers. She put a lot of faith in them to keep her safe. As long as she didn’t have a child, she was relatively safe, but how long would that last? When would they get tired of waiting and just kill her?
If she never had a child, her line would die with her. Perhaps that was for the best.
Then she thought of the books, of how only she could read them. If she didn’t carry on her line, no one would ever be able to read those words again. As much as that saddened her, it was better than knowing her family would continue to be killed over and over in the future.
River turned with Jordyn and entered another cavern that was set up
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