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question, she didn’t retreat. “Why do you say you have no magic?”
    “Because I don’t. I’ve tried countless times to do magic as the others have, but nothing happens. It is the way when Druids marry others. The magic is diluted until there is nothing.”
    Before Galen could answer her, the elder Druid returned with two others. It had taken them hours to find the village, and if Reaghan hadn’t appeared to them, Galen knew they’d still be looking. There must be shielding magic cloaking the village. It would explain how they could feel the magic, but not see the village or Druids.
    Galen bowed his head in acknowledgment to the elders, and though he was anxious to return to MacLeod Castle, he would have liked to have a few moments alone with the beautiful Reaghan.
    “As I have told Reaghan, I am Galen Shaw. This,” he said, motioning to Logan, “is Logan Hamilton. We’ve come in search of Druids.”
    “So I’m told,” said the middle Druid with dark hair liberally shot with gray.
    Galen imagined she had been quite pretty when she was younger, but time and the stress of hiding from Deirdre had taken its toll.
    She took a deep breath. “I am Mairi, one of the elders, as I’m sure you’ve surmised.”
    Logan stepped forward and smiled. “Thank you for seeing us.”
    Mairi motioned to her right. “This is Odara, and on my left is Nessa. What makes you think you have found Druids?”
    Galen pulled out the map and unrolled it. “We have come from MacLeod Castle.”
    “MacLeod?” Nessa murmured, her face suddenly pale.
    “Aye,” Logan answered.
    Galen lifted the map so all three, as well as Reaghan, could see. “We have Druids at the castle, and one used her magic to tell us we could find a group of you here.”
    Odara raised her chin and looked at them with green eyes full of distrust. “How do we know Deirdre didn’t send you?”
    “For one thing, we would have wyrran with us if she had sent us,” Logan said. “For another, Deirdre is no’ one for diplomacy.”
    Galen nodded. “She is searching for Druids now, and could very well send wyrran here. Time is of the essence.”
    “We didna come to harm you,” Logan said, meeting each elder’s gaze. “We came for information, and to help you if you will allow us.”
    “What can two men do?” Mairi scoffed. “You do not even carry swords.”
    Galen exchanged a look with Logan. Isla had cautioned them not to let the Druids know they were Warriors. They were skeptical enough without adding that to the mix.
    “We can hold our own,” Galen answered. “None of you will come to harm while we are here. There is no need to pretend you are no’ Druids. We know you are.”
    Nessa laughed, the sound humorless and dry. “You think we will allow you inside our village? You must be addled.”
    Galen glanced at Reaghan to see her brow furrowed, and her gaze on him. “We came in search of information about an artifact, a relic that has been passed down through the generations. This artifact could be used against Deirdre. Do you know of what I speak?”
    Mairi folded her hands at her waist. “If we did, why would we tell you?”
    Logan muttered a curse beneath his breath and raked a hand through his hair.
    Galen wasn’t about to give up so easily. “We are fighting a war with the most powerful drough of all time. Deirdre has very potent magic, but there has to be a way to be rid of her and her evil. Your kind is suffering and slowly being wiped into extinction. Help us fight Deirdre. Help us to win,” he urged.
    “We do not allow strangers into our village,” Nessa said with a sniff.
    Mairi exhaled slowly. “Your words are difficult to hear, and though I would like to believe you, I cannot.”
    “What do you need for proof?” Logan asked.
    Nessa snorted. “Anything.”
    Galen fought for patience. He knew gaining access to the village would be difficult. “Is it no’ proof enough that we have a Druid who told us where to find you?”
    “I wish