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his words, she took in a shaky breath and released his arm. “I’ve failed my order once already. I refuse to do it twice.”
    “Then you’re going to need my help,” Lugus said. “Let’s get a plan together. We’ve wasted enough time already, and I want to return to my wife.” Aimery set Kyndra on her feet. It was only after he released her that he realized how much he enjoyed holding her soft body. His balls tightened just thinking of touching her again.
    But you can’t have her.
    That was what ate at him the most. She wasn’t for him. She had chosen the dragons over the pleasures of the flesh. There was nothing he could do or say to dissuade her from her vows, and he didn’t want to. He respected her choice, but it was going to be damn hard remembering that he couldn’t touch her.
    “We need to get in to see Eldar,” he said. “If we can convince him why we’re there, we might be able to get him on our side.”
    “And possibly the use of our magic?” Kyndra asked.
    Aimery shrugged. “It’s a possibility, but I wouldn’t count on it.”
    “That’s a good idea,” Theron said. “Do you think you can get in to see Eldar before Isran?”
    “Knowing Isran, he went to Thav as soon as he had the egg. Once on Thav, he set about hatching his plan. He likes to work alone, but he will gain help if needed. He showed that at the dragon’s lair.”
    Lugus smiled then. “I know how to get us in to see Eldar.”
    “How?”
    “Am I not an emissary to Theron? Is it not a custom of all realms to allow emissaries entrance before others?”

    Aimery threw back his head and laughed. “Lugus, you’re brilliant.” Theron clapped his brother on the back. “I’ll write up a missive for you to take to Eldar.” Chapter Six
    Kyndra tried to shake off the warmth of Aimery’s hold. No man had touched her since she left her home and said farewell to her father. Not even King Theron dared to touch her.
    But Aimery hadn’t thought twice about it.
    It made her wonder if going alone with him to Thav was such a good idea. Yet, she had no choice. Regardless of how his touch made her blood heat and her heart accelerate. She had taken vows. Those vows meant everything to her, the dragons meant everything to her. There was nothing that would make her turn her back on the Order or the dragons.
    She turned to find Lugus leaning over Theron who sat behind a massive desk, ornately decorated with the knot work of the Fae. She watched the brothers for a moment, still unable to believe Lugus would allow Theron to keep the throne when it was rightfully his.
    The smell of orangewood filled her senses. She inhaled the scent, immediately recognizing it was Aimery a moment before he stepped into her line of vision. Her gaze was drawn to him. Stories of his feats had circulated the realm for millennia. He was feared among the Fae, as well as trusted. Theron had indeed chosen the right warrior to send after Isran.
    Aimery’s swirling blue gaze met hers. He had retrieved more weapons and a jerkin of deep blue. His flaxen hair still had the small plaits at his temples, but they had been pulled back, along with the rest of his hair, to a queue at the base of his neck.
    He hid his emotions well, but Kyndra had seen the fury and anguish by Isran’s betrayal.
    In a way she felt sorry for Isran, because once Aimery found him, and she had no doubt the commander would find him, the retribution would be terrible.
    Kyndra wanted her chance at Isran herself. There was nothing either she or Aimery could do that could match what the dragons would do to him, but the need to punish him, to inflict harm upon a Fae who would dare to harm a dragon was too much to ignore.
    She shifted the cloak over her shoulders. Aimery’s gaze lowered to the dragon band about her left arm. It let all know that she wasn’t just a priestess, but a warrior for the dragons. It had been one of her most glorious days when she had earned the right to wear the dragon.
    “Are