taken
her months to get to Marujan borders. “She claims to have a
message,” Gideon drawled to Faolan. For me.”
“Well, then let’s hear it,” Faolan murmured, taking a casual seat
in one of the two small armchairs. He shifted uncomfortably and
then nodded to the girl.
For a moment, she just stood there, glancing from one brother to
the next. Gideon was beginning to fear that she had lied to
them—that she was probably a Kankul spy out to break into their
defenses. He wouldn’t anything past those nasty vermins. But when
she retreated slowly and sank back unto the sofa, her pupils
shaking with purpose, he knew for sure that she really had
something weighing on her mind. Swallowing thickly, he took a
couple more steps towards her then stopped. She looked up….and
something flashed across her eyes. Something dark; mysterious… a
silvery light winking faintly within them.
“I was sent by someone, “she muttered softly—so softly, they’d
almost not heard her at all. “I-I don’t know who it is but the
power was so strong, it had woke me from my slumber one
night.”
“Tell us…” Faolan leaned forward, his forearms resting on his
knees.
She blinked, staring down at her hands in her lap. “Someone needs
your help, Gideon,” she said, staring intently at him, her gaze
never wavering. She shook her head. “I can’t seem to connect with
this person but…but I managed to decode the message. It had been in
some form of… a code.” Gideon frowned, his nostrils flaring hotly
as he marched over to her, yanking her up to him…Amanda’s face but
inches from his. “Tell me… Now.” Through the corner of his eyes he
saw Faolan stand. There was an inkling somewhere in the back of his
mind. But he refused to give in just yet. Not until—
“It’s a woman.” Her lips shook as she spoke, eyes wide. “She’s been
trapped for years. Her message had been cut short—for s-some reason
I don’t know but it was in the form of a color.”Gideon’s breathing
quickened, rage—and hope—coursing through his veins as he waited
for her to finish. Then she looked up at him as if she was
uncertain. “ Green .”
Chapter
Four
H e hadn't known exactly when he had
fled from the room. He hadn't known when he had began stalking
madly up the stairs and down the hall either--shoving over maids
and footmen as they went about their duties. What he could account
for was the maddening way he pounded on the door to Hadaen's study
only minutes later, a hysterical fury coursing through his veins as
his patience almost dissipated from his body like hot air. So when
the door finally opened to him, Gideon hadn't waited to be
acknowledged but shoved his way pass, heaving ridiculously.
And he even pretended not to notice Amelia on the other side of the
room running a hand through a slightly disheveled hair...or the
murderous glare his oldest brother had given him for it.
"Sorry," he muttered, keeping his back carefully turned to Amelia.
He cleared his throat and then motioned to Hadaen who stood with
his arms crossed and legs spread apart: his angry stance. "We need
to talk. It's important."
"Well," Amelia's voice. "I'll just go find something...worthwhile
to do." She was half-way to the door when Gideon stopped her.
"No. You're going to want to hear this too."
All three exchanged glances. Hadaen approached him and eyed him
curiously. "What is it?"
Gideon ran a hand over his hair and sighed heavily, a pained look
running across his features. "I think...I think Esyth is
alive."
" What ?" Amelia
touched his arm.
Hadaen frowned. "What do you mean? It's been three years,
Gideon."
" I know that ! You
think I haven't been counting the days? The hours ?" He almost shouted but
the words only came out in a shaky weak voice. "Look, you have to
trust me."
Amelia swallowed, batting back a tear. After all, if it weren't for
her Esyth would not have had to make the sacrifice she had. "How do
you know this?"
"I found someone. Well, she found
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