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“Marigold! The teapot!” I cry, my hands full of falling cups, plates,
Marigold gives a flying leap across the kitchen, floral apron
flapping. She snags the teapot right before it shatters on the stone floor.
I have only a second to sigh and gently place the saved tableware in a
drawer before the castle starts to shake again.
This isn’t the first time, but it’s certainly the worst.
“I need a bucket!” Astrid cries, running into Castletree’s kitchen. “A
piece of the roof’s given out in the entrance hall, and the rain’s pouring in!”
A vein throbs in my head. “Where are the princes? They were supposed
to be back today.”
It’s been six weeks since we left the Autumn Realm, and I almost think
fighting ice zombies, nearly getting eaten by my mate, and discovering I’m
actually a magical faerie was a lot easier than trying to manage Castletree.
Farron has been back and forth between Castletree and Autumn. He’s
been helping his father assume the role of steward after the tragic death of his
mother, Princess Niamh. With Perth Quellos’s betrayal—and the foreboding
news that he escaped from prison—Kel was forced to return to Winter. I
know he’s been avoiding any true leadership of his home realm since the
curse over twenty-five years ago, but it didn’t seem like he was going back
only out of necessity. No … There’s been a change in him, a determination
instead of his usual apathy.
Though, the Sword of the Protector is still lying discarded under his bed.
But returning to his realm is a good start.
Astrid snatches the bucket, and Marigold follows her into the entrance. I
sigh, then take off after them.
Gray light filters in through the windows—and rain pours through the
broken ones. If it’s not pieces of the wall crumbling, it’s windows cracking,
doors falling from their hinges, book stacks falling over in the library, or
rocks shattering to dust in the hot springs.
It’s only been me and the staff here in Castletree. Perhaps influenced by
Farron and Kel, Dayton took the opportunity to return to his realm and check
in with his little sister, the steward.
And despite Ezryn’s worry about the lack of communication from Spring,
he didn’t go back. Instead, he claimed we’d been away from Castletree for
too long and the Briar would be out of control with goblins.
He was supposed to be checking on Castletree—on me—in the other
princes’ absence, but I haven’t seen him once.
I can’t help but wonder if he’s avoiding going back to his home.
Or maybe he’s avoiding me. Maybe Dayton is, too.
After all, Farron and Kel have found their mates.
Briars fill the entrance hall—a familiar torment from the Prince of
Thorns. It’s his magic that’s sapping Castletree of its strength. But even
Caspian’s briars seem brittle, frail. I choose to create more from my bracelets
instead to help patch the holes. The thorns lace from floor to ceiling, trapping
the crumbling pieces of bark and stone back into the wall frame.
Angry briars fly from my wrists. “The princes were supposed to be back
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