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eyes. Magda found that when he was not being charming or foolish, he was a sight to look at. She could not look away if she tried. “If it means Remy is safe, I’ll extend my tenure here. However long it takes.”
“I had a feeling you might say that,” the woman said in a flat tone. As though she, too, were exasperated with him.
Magda rolled her eyes. Get in line , she muttered in her head.
“Elizabeth has a potion for that,” the woman concluded. “But think, Nick, before you make any rash decisions. Potions always have consequences.”
Magda pressed her lips together. She had heard enough. Nick was trying to get a potion that would cause his heart to slow – or stop completely – without killing him in order to breach The Other World and rescue Remy. The only potion that could do something so dangerous and reckless and potentially life-threatening was fairy’s blood.
Chapter 7
James’s castle was big but cold. Remy was still exploring all of it, and she had already been here for a few days. How could one person need all of this space and empty furniture by himself? In fact, if she was being honest, James did not look entirely comfortable in his residence. As per usual, he kept to himself. She did not even know if his room was in the same wing as hers was.
She was going crazy.
Her boredom hit its peak, and she had read so many books, she thought her eyes would fall out. After Pam had dressed her for the day, she demanded that her maid take her to James right this second.
“Mum, he’s quite busy” –
“No!” Remy exclaimed, much more shrill than she expected. She pressed her lips together and took a breath. It was not Pam’s fault that she was bored. “Please, Pam. I need to speak to him. He wanted me for some reason he has yet to explain because apparently I’m bad company or perhaps I’m boring or maybe” –
“Ms. Cutler?” Pam interrupted, looking at her with her wide, blue eyes. “Please, shut it. I’ll take you to him, but I cannot promise you he’ll actually drop what he’s doing to amuse you.”
“It’s been nearly a month, and he has yet to tell me why I’m here,” Remy said, the words tumbling out of her mouth the way leaves tumbled off the branches of trees. “He barely speaks to me. Pam, I’m going out of my mind. I need some sort of physical activity. I can’t keep sitting around, reading and writing mental symphonies!”
“You’re what?” Pam asked.
Remy did not hear her. “I would rather be arguing with Nick on his ship half the size of Hook’s in the blazing sun than sitting in my luxurious sheets, staring up at the pristine ceiling, counting down every second of the bloody day. I’m tired, Pam, and I hate it because I haven’t actually done anything worth feeling this way. Help me, Pam. Please, I need your help.”
Remy was certain her colorful eyes were ablaze with passion and perhaps a pinch of insanity that Pam took a step back in order to obtain space between the two of them.
“Let’s go, then,” Pam said. She eyed Remy one last time, almost as though she didn’t quite trust Remy to keep a cool head on her shoulders before heading out of the door.
Remy kept her eyes sharp, taking in everything, trying to memorize the route Pam took so she could go back to it by herself. The castle was built with stone, a dark slate color. It almost matched James’s eye color when he was upset about something. Though she wore slippers on her feet, there was a chill in the air that seemed to seep through her clothing until it reached her bones. She wished she had brought a shawl of some sort, in order to keep her arms covered.
“Wait a minute!” Remy exclaimed the instant the passed a full-length mirror.
The mirror itself looked somewhat out of place, considering James had not even hung pieces of art on the walls
“I had a feeling you might say that,” the woman said in a flat tone. As though she, too, were exasperated with him.
Magda rolled her eyes. Get in line , she muttered in her head.
“Elizabeth has a potion for that,” the woman concluded. “But think, Nick, before you make any rash decisions. Potions always have consequences.”
Magda pressed her lips together. She had heard enough. Nick was trying to get a potion that would cause his heart to slow – or stop completely – without killing him in order to breach The Other World and rescue Remy. The only potion that could do something so dangerous and reckless and potentially life-threatening was fairy’s blood.
Chapter 7
James’s castle was big but cold. Remy was still exploring all of it, and she had already been here for a few days. How could one person need all of this space and empty furniture by himself? In fact, if she was being honest, James did not look entirely comfortable in his residence. As per usual, he kept to himself. She did not even know if his room was in the same wing as hers was.
She was going crazy.
Her boredom hit its peak, and she had read so many books, she thought her eyes would fall out. After Pam had dressed her for the day, she demanded that her maid take her to James right this second.
“Mum, he’s quite busy” –
“No!” Remy exclaimed, much more shrill than she expected. She pressed her lips together and took a breath. It was not Pam’s fault that she was bored. “Please, Pam. I need to speak to him. He wanted me for some reason he has yet to explain because apparently I’m bad company or perhaps I’m boring or maybe” –
“Ms. Cutler?” Pam interrupted, looking at her with her wide, blue eyes. “Please, shut it. I’ll take you to him, but I cannot promise you he’ll actually drop what he’s doing to amuse you.”
“It’s been nearly a month, and he has yet to tell me why I’m here,” Remy said, the words tumbling out of her mouth the way leaves tumbled off the branches of trees. “He barely speaks to me. Pam, I’m going out of my mind. I need some sort of physical activity. I can’t keep sitting around, reading and writing mental symphonies!”
“You’re what?” Pam asked.
Remy did not hear her. “I would rather be arguing with Nick on his ship half the size of Hook’s in the blazing sun than sitting in my luxurious sheets, staring up at the pristine ceiling, counting down every second of the bloody day. I’m tired, Pam, and I hate it because I haven’t actually done anything worth feeling this way. Help me, Pam. Please, I need your help.”
Remy was certain her colorful eyes were ablaze with passion and perhaps a pinch of insanity that Pam took a step back in order to obtain space between the two of them.
“Let’s go, then,” Pam said. She eyed Remy one last time, almost as though she didn’t quite trust Remy to keep a cool head on her shoulders before heading out of the door.
Remy kept her eyes sharp, taking in everything, trying to memorize the route Pam took so she could go back to it by herself. The castle was built with stone, a dark slate color. It almost matched James’s eye color when he was upset about something. Though she wore slippers on her feet, there was a chill in the air that seemed to seep through her clothing until it reached her bones. She wished she had brought a shawl of some sort, in order to keep her arms covered.
“Wait a minute!” Remy exclaimed the instant the passed a full-length mirror.
The mirror itself looked somewhat out of place, considering James had not even hung pieces of art on the walls
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