horrible had happened.
Because if sheâd gotten distracted, they would have found her by now. There would have been a magical trace in the waterâshow where sheâd been, just like on shore. The spell heâd cast would have illuminated her trail.
Yet there was no sign of the trail.
No sign of her anywhere.
Duncan didnât like this development. It meant something sinister had to be afoot. Like someone with magic had herâbecause only magic could block the tracer spell from working.
âShe must have gotten inside the Kingdom,â Keefe said, swimming around a rock.
âNo other place, really,â Kealan agreed.
Theyâd circled the entrance cave to the Merrow Kingdom hoping that Cara hadnât made it inside.
Well, hoping wasnât quite the right word. But she wasnât out here.
As they entered the underwater cave that led to the kingdomâs entrance, Duncan shook his head.
âIt amazes me you donât have guards here at the entrance . â
âYou canât get through without a cohuleen druith .â Keefe approached the wall, and the red seaweed atop his head swirled around him as he put his hand on the solid-looking stone. The cohuleen druithâs strands brushed against the stone and the wall glowed, the light almost blinding in the dark cave. The rocks slowly disappeared, revealing a much brighter cavern on the other side.
âWould someone have let her in?â Duncan asked as the three of them passed through the entrance. âIs there any record of who comes and goes?â
âNo record,â Keefe said.
âMaybe you should do something about thatâ¦â
âMaybe,â Kealan said. âWeâre more concerned about keeping others out. She canât get in without her cohuleen druith.â
âShe doesnât have a cohuleen druith .â Keefe led the way as they glided through the water. Soft, green-glowing torches placed at intervals along the cavernâs wall illuminated the tunnel toward the kingdom.
Duncan didnât think heâd ever come this way. One of the fairy benefitsâif he wanted to be somewhere, he could just appear thereâwithin reason, anyway. He didnât have to swim for it like this. But if he tried to teleport inside, he might miss some clue to Caraâs whereabouts.
Of course, the only reason he could break past their security magic was his FID status. Not just any fairy could pop in and out of the Merrow Kingdom.
âCara does too have one. Iâve seen it,â Kealan said.
âShe does not have red seaweed sticking out of the top of her head,â Keefe said, stroking his long red strands. âI think I would notice my cousinâs cohuleen druith by now . â
âNo, itâs on her wrist,â Kealan said. âI asked her about it. Sheâs got this bracelet thing on her wrist. It was Great Aunt Meiraâs cohuleen druith.â
âWait. Stop . â Duncan hovered in the cave, letting the merrowâs words sink in. âCaraâs your cousin?â
They both turned to look at him. âAye, she is. Didnât you know?â Kealan said.
âHow is she your cousin? Sheâs a banshee.â Banshees and merrow didnât have any lineage connectionsânot pure ones, anyway. They descended from different mythical base beings. And cross-bred beings, unlike how they were shown in movies, wound up being twice as vulnerable as full-blood mythical creatures. Theyâd have both beings weaknesses, rather than double the strength.
âHer grandmother, Meira, was our Crown Princess. She fell in love with a banshee and left the Merrow Kingdom,â Keefe said as he swam ahead, the light in the water getting brighter.
âThat must not have gone over well.â Duncan followed him through the tunnelâs exit.
âIt wasnât the most popular thing Meira could have done,â Keefe replied, pausing just outside
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