Bradâs tone. âHeâs not going to use the boy. Simon is to be taken out of the mix. Thatâs not negotiable.â
âAnd you are setting terms now for Zoe, and her son?â Rowena asked.
âNo.â Zoe spoke quickly. âI can speak for myself, and for Simon. But thank you.â She looked at Brad. âThank you for thinking about Simon.â
âIâm not just thinking about him, Iâm making this crystal clear. You and Pitte want the third key,â he said to Rowena. âYou want Zoe to succeed. Kane wants her to fail. There were rules, you said, about causing harm to mortals, shedding their blood, taking their lives. He broke those rules last time, and would have killed Dana and Jordan if he could have. Thereâs no reason to think heâll go back to fighting fair this time. In fact, thereâs every reason to believe heâll fight even dirtier.â
The muscles around Zoeâs heart seemed to clench, leaving her breathless. âHeâs not touching my boy. You have to promise. You have to guarantee it, or this ends now.â
âNew terms.â Rowena lifted her eyebrows. âAnd ultimatums?â
âLetâs put it this way.â Before Zoe could speak again, Brad silenced her with one sharp look. âIf you donât do something to remove Simon from the board, if you donât shield him from Kane, he could be used against Zoe and cause her to fail. Youâre close, Rowena. Too close to let one stipulation stand in your way.â
âWell played, Bradley.â Rowena patted his knee. âSimon has a formidable champion in you. And you,â she said to Zoe. âBut itâs already been done.â
âWhat?â Zoe looked across the room at Simon, who was sneaking Moe a bit of crust from his pie.
âHeâs under protection, the strongest I can make. It was done while he slept, the night Dana found the second key. Mother,â she said gently, touching a hand to Zoeâs cheek, âI would not ask you to risk your child, not even for the daughters of a god.â
âHeâs safe, then.â She closed her eyes against the sting of relieved tears. âKane canât hurt him?â
âAs safe as I can make him. Kane would have to go through me, and Pitte. I can promise you, such an attack would cost him dearly.â
âBut if he got throughââ
âThen heâd come up against us,â Brad put in. âAll six of usâand a big dog. Flynn and I talked about it earlier. You should take Moe with you, keep him around the way Dana did. An early-warning system.â
âTake Moe? Home?â That big, clumsy dog in her tiny little house? âIâd think youâd consult with me before you made such decisions.â
âItâs a suggestion, not a decision.â He angled his head, and though his voice was mild again, his face was set. âItâs just a sensible and reasonable suggestion. Besides, a kid Simonâs age ought to have a dog around.â
âWhen I think Simonâs ready for a dogââ
âNow, now.â Swallowing a laugh, Rowena patted Bradâs knee again, and Zoeâs. âIsnât it silly to argue when youâre both only thinking of whatâs best for Simon?â
âCan we just do what comes next? Iâm getting all twisted up waiting for it to be official.â
âAll right. Perhaps Simon could take Moe out for a walk around the grounds. Heâll be watched,â she assured Zoe. âHeâll be safe.â
âOkay.â
âIâll arrange it. Then weâll move into the next room.â
Zoe found herself sitting on the sofa with Brad, without Rowena as a buffer between them. She linked her hands in her lap as he picked up his coffee cup.
âIâm sorry if I sounded ungrateful and rude,â she began. âIâm not. Not ungrateful.â
âJust