Deep down I hated it.
Some parts of this, I loathed. Unexpected, that. I’d thought once I pulled together the shambles of my court, the painful dissatisfaction would fade. But it hadn’t. With a soft sigh, I went to my rooms to change.
The future lay before me, surprisingly bleak and endless. I don’t want to be queen. I want —the thought was too foreign for me to finish. It didn’t even feel like my thought. My head ached in the worst way, and I dug my knuckles into my temples. Nausea rose to accompany the pain. I didn’t know how long I sat like that, but a soft touch on my shoulder roused me.
My vision was spotty. I turned, wondering what they needed now. “Yes?”
“You don’t look good.” Shannon sat down across from me; she and Chance were the only ones who entered my rooms without knocking. “Headache? I guess you can’t get Aleve here.”
“No.” And I feared taking a demon remedy. It might affect my human body in some unpredictable way. In time, I would deal with that problem, research reliable magickal alternatives. And I needed to think about the question of aging, as to how it pertained to the three of us. Demons had much longer natural life spans.
“Have you been avoiding me?” That was like her, some distant part of me recalled. Not letting anything get in her way. And I respected her for it.
“Definitely not. There’s just so much to do.”
But I had been, because I didn’t want her to realize how different I’d become.
“Are you sure it’s not because of Jesse?”
For a moment I didn’t even know what she was talking about. Then the memories filtered through: a tall, lean cop with a cowboy’s walk, tawny hair, and a Texas drawl. But I didn’t feel much of anything about her being with him. He didn’t belong to me. Never had.
“Honestly, I don’t mind at all.” I dug deep for some memories and the pain in my skull eased. “I was never really with him anyway. Not like you.”
“But he was into you. Not me. I just walked into the vacancy.”
That sparked a stronger response, a chemical reaction in my tired brain. The pain blossomed into a full shift, and suddenly I was on the right side of the glass, no longer screaming in silence. Oh, gods and goddesses, I’m me again .
“There must’ve been something, Shan. Maybe he focused on me because I was suitable. You’re the one he’s not allowed to have without people judging.”
“I’m nineteen,” she said angrily.
With a small pang of surprise, I realized she was. I’d missed her birthday. “I’m sorry about the forget spell. I never meant for it to last as long as it did. It must have been…confusing.”
Her brow furrowed, as she remembered. “Yeah. There were…fuzzy places, where you used to be. I couldn’t remember exactly how I got out of Kilmer. Only that Jesse was involved. He said something traumatic must’ve happened to screw with our heads. That…or magick.”
“He guessed that?”
Please, let this last. Don’t let the queen take me over before I finish talking to Shannon .
“Yeah, but he wasn’t sure on the details. I mean, we knew there were pieces missing. But the harder I tried to fill in the gaps, the worse it got. My whole head hurt and it was easier not to think about it. To move on.”
That was the nature of the forget fog. It had a little avoidance spell wrapped up in it, so that people wouldn’t stare too hard at the holes in their lives. They’d just step around them and go about their business until it wore off. In theory, that was only supposed to be a couple of hours; a day or two at most. It was more of a prank spell than a powerful one. I’d screwed it up royally to make it last two months…until she passed through the water gate and was stripped of its effects.
“I understand how it happened and I’m not upset, I promise. You had a thing for him back in Kilmer.”
“It was a crush,” she said quietly. “But I never expected he’d look at me because you’re right, you were so much more suitable.”
I smiled at her. “Just because we worked on paper, that doesn’t mean it was right. If he’d truly loved me, the feeling would’ve remained. He wouldn’t have fallen for you as soon as the obstacle in his conscious mind disappeared.”
“I never thought of it that way.”
“In the beginning, I think he wanted to save me…and there was sexual attraction, sure. But it was never anything permanent. I wanted to give him a chance because I felt like I should, not because I thought we were destined to be together. I’d been telling myself I wanted a normal life, and who better to give it to me, right?”
“He’s not as normal as you think.” Furious color touched her pale cheeks, but she was grinning.
There was a frantic buzzing in the back of my head, like a giant fly caught in sticky paper. Ninlil. Let her see how she enjoys being trapped without recourse. It felt so good to talk with Shannon. God, I’d missed her.
I don’t like it at all, Ninlil shouted. I have plans. She pushed, and it was hard to hold her back. But I managed, savoring the conversation.
“Really?” I drawled the word, inviting confidence.
“Handcuffs,” she said, smirking.
Maybe it was a cop thing. That definitely would not have worked for me. She opened up by inches, telling me what I’d only glimpsed from snooping in her netbook. It was better this way, and by the time she finished talking, she was smiling, relaxed. She believed I was okay with what they’d done.
Then she realized she’d never see him again. The smile died.
“I’m so sorry,” I whispered.
“No, don’t be. I get it. I don’t want to wreck somebody’s soul just so I can make out with my boyfriend.”
“Once we finish excavating the Saremon library, I’ll put someone on researching a way to connect the realms without a gate.”
Her eyes brightened. “Like a demon phone?”
“Kind of.”
“I’d appreciate that so much, if you could. Just so I could explain.”
“You know Jesse. If you tell him where you are, he won’t stop until he finds a way here.”
“I won’t be specific. I’d just like to let him know that I’m one gifted chick who didn’t flake on him.”
“You think that would be better?”
I considered my father, who I’d thought abandoned us all those years, when it turned out he had, in fact, been taken. Just like Twila said. If I’d known he loved me and hadn’t abandoned me, would that have helped? Yes , I decided.
She confirmed my conclusion with a nod. “Totally. At least I can tell him it wasn’t my idea to take off. Otherwise he’ll always wonder.”
Like I did .
“Like I said, I’ll put someone on the spell research as soon as I can.”
“Thanks. Maybe it won’t be so bad. At least you have Chance, right? So what’s the scoop there? You back together?”
“Yes.” No doubts, no hesitations. He’d proven himself so far above and beyond the call.
“He seems a little sad sometimes.”
“I am too.”
Shan nodded. “Being stuck here?”
That wasn’t the only reason. Better not to explain what I’d done to survive the search for her. The pressure built in my head. I wouldn’t be myself—at least not this version—for much longer. The demon queen shoved hard, trying to gain dominance. We weren’t united in the sense that we shared a common purpose; it was more like two misshapen halves of a bowl had been fused together, so that stuff slopped over and ran out the sides, and the way it looked entirely depended on the angle of approach. Now the mismatched bowl was spinning back her away again and the cycle left me dizzy.
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