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whirled around, testing the magic of her flat. No one was supposed to be able to get past her spells, but someone had. This wasn’t the first time she’d come home to notice something amiss.
    This time—like the black roses upon her bed—was something she couldn’t shake off as imagined or forgetful. Someone definitely wanted her attention.
    In order to get this to stop, Neve was going to have to find out why.

Chapter Five
    Cael remained veiled in the corner of the hallway, listening to Neve and her brother. Usaeil and the Queen’s Guard took great precautions to ensure that no one could be veiled or teleport within the castle, except with special permission.
    Then again, Cael was a Reaper and had special abilities.
    Leading the Reapers gave him insight into each of the men that the others didn’t know. It’s why he was at the Light court. He had no doubt Talin could complete his orders, but that’s not what worried Cael. It was the fact that Talin might have feelings for Neve.
    Cael waited until Neve and Atris were gone before he unveiled himself in the deserted corridor and walked into the room where Talin remained.
    From his position on the chair, Talin’s head jerked at the sound of the door, but the hope that spread across his face died as soon as he saw Cael. “What are you doing here?”
    “This isn’t exactly a pleasant place to be. Then there’s the tidbit of information you shared with Kyran and Eoghan,” Cael stated.
    Talin merely nodded, his thoughts seemingly elsewhere.
    Cael had been right to come. “I was told you believe the Dragon Kings need to know what’s going on here.”
    “I do.” Talin’s gaze was on the floor, his arms resting casually along the arms of the chair.
    But Cael wasn’t fooled. Talin was good at concealing his emotions, burying them deep, but he wasn’t an expert like Fintan. Yet. Fintan repressed everything to a dangerous extreme. Cael didn’t want Talin going down that road.
    “You’ve a valid point,” Cael stated. “I’m going to see Con soon, and I’d like you there to add what you’ve experienced and seen personally.”
    “All right.”
    Cael released a deep breath. “Neve isn’t like Jordyn or River.”
    “I’m well aware,” Talin bit out.
    The show of anger relieved Cael. It meant Talin wasn’t pushing aside all his emotions. Not yet, anyway. “I’m sorry. I know you have feelings for her.”
    “Like you said, Neve isn’t half—Fae. She’s Light.” Talin pushed himself to his feet. “Odd, isn’t it? How Baylon and Kyran manipulated the situation to their benefits, pushing the women’s human side ahead of the Fae. But it’s the Fae part that allows them to be Reapers.”
    Cael had known this would eventually come to a head. He’d discussed it with Death, but Death assured him that it would be taken care of.
    “Even Death seemed to forget Jordyn and River’s Fae part. Hell, River knew she was a Fae. At least with Jordyn, she didn’t have a clue!” Talin shouted.
    There was nothing Cael could say that would make the situation better. And apologizing again would be useless, other than to rile Talin more.
    A tingling along his spine was all the warning Cael received before he heard a sultry voice behind him say, “I didn’t forget anything.”
    Cael turned and sucked in a breath as he took in Death. Her lustrous ebony locks were piled behind her with curls falling about her face and shoulders in a way that tantalized him.
    Lavender eyes glanced his direction before she once more concentrated on Talin. Erith wore another of her favorite gowns. The full, trailing skirt was the same lavender shade as her eyes with black tulle covering it.
    The black bodice fit snuggly against her, emphasizing her tiny waist and full breasts. The entire dress hung on her shoulders by thin, black straps and dipped so low in the front that Cael had an eyeful of cleavage.
    Talin stared at Death with a mixture of anger and reverence.
    She looked around the