Crane said indignantly. âYouâre â weâre not going to suddenly stop being your sentinels, you know.â
âI donât see why not,â Velody said. âI stopped being your King. I wasnât here. And now you have loyalty to three Kings to juggle.â
âWouldnât be the first time,â said Macready. âDonât fret about us, lass. We never expected to have you back with us at all.â
Velody hugged them both, impulsively. âI didnât think I would make it, either.â
âWhere were you?â Crane asked. âI mean â I saw sandstone in the theatre.â
âTierce, you said,â Macready repeated.
Crane flinched at that.
âI was in the sky,â said Velody. âIt looked like Tierce, but it was a shadow of the city I remember.â She did remember the city at least now, clearer than ever before. âI never saw ⦠them.â The dust devils, vicious and fast and unlike anything they had faced before. âDid they come back?â she asked.
Both sentinels shook their heads. âNot since the sky swallowed you.â
âI suppose thereâs a lot to catch me up on.â She managed a smile. âLike how you talked Delphine into being a sentinel.â
Macready wasnât smiling. âIt was in her all along. All it took was ââ
âBlood, sweat, yelling,â Crane chipped in.
Macready cuffed him lightly. âAye, that.â He was still sombre. âThereâs something else you should know. About Rhian â and Ashiol.â
Velody frowned. âHe hasnât been bothering her about this Seer business, has he? How has she been coping with it all?â Apart from going missing for a whole day after a near-death theatre experience.
âLetâs go back to the house,â Macready muttered. âDiscuss it there.â
They headed up the back alley together. As they entered the yard, a figure on the doorstep stood up suddenly. Macready swore.
Velody fell forward. âRhian!â
Her friend looked ragged around the edges, more of a mess even than on that horrible Lupercalia nearly two years ago. At the same time, her eyes were bright and she seemed more alive, more Rhian, than she had been in years.
âVelody,â Rhian said calmly, âyou have to go to the train station, right now.â
âWhat happened to you?â Velody asked. âAre you ⦠have you been all right?â
Macready and Delphine had been so strange about Rhian. She had missed something vital, she knew it.
âIf you donât get to the station now, Priest will leave the city,â Rhian said, still sounding so serene.
âThe futures came to you?â Macready demanded, sounding oddly attacking.
Rhian paused, then nodded. âPriest is catching a train, with Fionella and Damson.â
Velody barely knew the names of the courtesi. How did Rhian know them? It felt like Rhian was more a part of the Court now than she was.
âWhere is he going?â she asked.
âThe clockwork city,â said Rhian.
âBazeppe,â said Macready. âFeck, the early train leaves in an hour.â
âIâll go,â said Velody. âThe rest of you need to get some sleep.â
âNo,â Crane said suddenly. They stared at him. âNo more going off alone, Velody. Itâs not fair to any of us.â
âItâs morning,â she pointed out. âI think I can resist the urge to hurl myself into the sky again.â
âIâll go with you.â Kelpie appeared at the gate. She arched her eyebrows at Velody. âOr donât you want my help?â
âIâd welcome it,â said Velody. She poked Crane in the chest. âSleep. Thank you for your help this nox. You, too,â she added to Macready.
âAll part of the job,â he said.
How intriguing that he was devoting so much energy into not looking at Rhian. Velody