frustration mounting. “I don’t know. I used to think I knew Isran, but the man I called friend wouldn’t have used black magic, and he would never have killed a dragon or stolen an egg.”
“Where would a Fae such as Isran hide on this realm?”
That got Aimery’s attention. He narrowed his gaze and searched his mind. “Isran can’t take over Thav by himself. He will need men.”
“Men like we saw in the capital?”
“He wouldn’t be fool enough to gather men at the base of Eldar’s palace. He would be somewhere farther away from Eldar’s prying eyes.”
She crossed her arms over her chest. “I’m surprised Eldar hasn’t felt the egg’s magic.”
“Maybe he has. Maybe that’s why there were so many guards at the wall last night. Eldar isn’t a fool. He knows something is up, which is why we need to get in to see him before Isran makes his move.”
“If Isran isn’t near here, our chances of getting to see Eldar should be in our favor.”
“Should be. Tell me, what exactly happens to Isran if he bathes in the yolk. I know you said he becomes invincible, but everything can be killed.” She shook her head. “Of all the dragons, our blue dragon holds the most magic. Take the purest form of that in the yolk and mix it with black magic. The combination has been whispered about for ages, but no one has ever managed to steal an egg. We don’t really know what Isran will become if the yolk touches him.”
“Eldar has taken Isran’s magic away.”
“He’s used great amounts of it though. There is no doubt that his power will be greater if he has the use of his black magic.”
“He’ll have to kill Eldar for that then.”
Aimery wanted certainties, but there weren’t any. The only thing he could do was hope the idea of more power would prevent Isran from using the yolk until he reached Eldar and the palace.
Chapter Ten
Kendra blew out a breath. “Then it’s up to the castle?” Aimery shrugged. “Maybe.”
She wanted to roll her eyes. Maybe she mouthed and turned her back to him to look at the pool of water. Her skin was salty from the sweat and caked in dirt, and her hair stuck to the back of her neck making her itch. She palmed the small dagger hidden in the top of her boot and cut a strip of cloth from the bottom of her skirt. As thick and heavy as her hair was, she would be lucky if the material held, but she was willing to chance it if it gave her some relieve from the heat.
Kendra knelt by the pool and splashed water on her face before she combed her fingers through her hair in an effort to untangle the mass before she began to braid it. After she tied off the material to the end of the braid, she let out a sigh.
It was then she realized Aimery hadn’t spoken. She looked over her shoulder to find the commander watching her, his blue eyes blazing with a yearning so intense she found herself wanting to go to him.
Her stomach flipped. Many men had looked at her with lust and desire. But none had made her heart pound and her blood heat as Aimery did.
“I was getting hot,” she said after a moment.
He swallowed and turned his gaze away. “Don’t you find it odd that Eldar hasn’t sent guards to find us?”
“Why would he? You said yourself he holds all the power.”
“That’s true but, if I were him, I would want to know why a Fae had come to my realm.”
“Wouldn’t the same argument be used for Isran?”
Aimery shrugged his wide shoulders. “Who’s to say Eldar didn’t send men to look for him? Maybe Isran was able to hide.”
“And we don’t want to hide. We want to be found.”
“Exactly,” he said with a grin. “So where are the guards?” A shiver of apprehension raced down her spine. “I’m not liking this. Not at all.”
“Neither am I.”
“If only we could have our powers,” she started.
“Kyndra, don’t.”
His gaze bore into hers, alight with a fire she didn’t understand. “I just said—”
“I know what you said, but as soon
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