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needed. He wouldn’t share his bed with her or force her father to let her run free with the Hounds.
    “I need to go,” Ani murmured, and then she turned her back on him before she gave in to the temptation to beg. Hegave her enough to keep her from starvation, but the former Dark King wouldn’t help her fully sate her hungers. She would have to find a few tastes here and there to silence the gnawing inside her.
    Again.

C HAPTER 4
    Rae walked into the image of a tiny kitchen. Ani stood in the doorway, leaning against the doorframe. A memory played out in the adjoining room. The tableau was set in a different era than the one where Rae had lived. It was familiar though: it was a memory that Ani replayed over and over in her dreams. So, Rae waited for the memory to run its course.
    “Tell me about her?” Ani asked her sister.
    “Who?” Tish paused mid-math, pencil held in the air.
    “You know. Her.” Ani practiced cartwheels on the sofa. Until Rabbit came up from the shop to remind her she wasn’t to do it, she’d cartwheel and flip in their tiny living room.
    “I was six. How would I know?” Tish rolled her eyes. “I remember she was nice. She read books. There was a blanket Dad gave her. Herhair was light brown like yours.”
    “Dad visited her?”
    “Uh-huh.” Tish was done talking. She was filled with sadness that she was trying to hide. “Go read or something, Ani.”
    Tish’s pencil was making scratching noises on the paper, like the sounds cockroaches made when all of their feet brushed the floor or walls. It was one of the many reasons Ani hated schoolwork. Tish never heard how loud her pencil was though. Her ears didn’t work right.
    Ani flipped over and snatched the pencil. “Tag.”
    “Give it back.”
    “Sure… if you catch me.”
    Tish looked at the clock, just a little glance. Then she snorted. “Like you could ever outrun me.”
    And Ani was off, not as fast as she could run because that would make Tish sad, and making Tish sad was the one thing Ani never ever did on purpose.
    Ani’s thinking of Tish so protectively wasn’t unusual, but more and more often, the memories of difference, of awareness of the sisters’ dissimilarities, had become central in Ani’s dreams.
    “She is well? Your sister?” Rae asked, drawing Ani’s attention away from the memory.
    Ani turned to face Rae. “Yeah, Tish is good. I miss her.”
    “And you? Are you well?” Rae materialized a sofa that was reminiscent of one from her own long-gone sitting room.
    Ani sat on the arm of the sofa, balanced there with no effort. Even in dreams, Ani had innate animal grace.
    “I’m mostly okay.” Ani’s gaze skittered away from Rae.
    Her words weren’t a lie; if they were, the Hound wouldn’t be able to speak them. Even here. They were together in a dream, but because Rae was a dreamwalker, this, too, was a sort of reality. And some rules, faery rules, are inescapable in every reality.
    “Mostly okay?” Rae envisioned a nice cup of tea and a tray of finger sandwiches, pastries, and other assorted treats. In dreams, she could adjust the world around her, so the imagined treats appeared as quickly as the thought had. “Scone?”
    Absently, Ani took one. “It’s weird to dream about eating.”
    “You needed comfort, so you dreamed of food,” Rae said. Unlike faeries, Rae could lie at will. “You were stressed over thinking about your sister. It makes sense.”
    The Hound slid from the arm of the sofa into the seat. “I guess.”
    As Ani sat silently and ate, Rae enjoyed the semblance of normalcy. If Ani realized Rae wasn’t a figment of her imagination, they’d stop talking, but Rae had been visiting her dreams since Ani was a child. Ani rationalized Rae’s presence.
    “I think I’m lonely.” Ani pulled her knees up to her chest, hugging them to her. “Plus, being apart from Tish is… wrong . What if she needs me? What if—”
    “Is she alone?”
    “No, but still…” Ani’s voice drifted