“You’re pregnant.”
“I know.”
“Well, apparently, it just slipped your mind. Just like my orders for you to remain here.”
“I was with Faris and Grace. Surely, a god’s orders supersedes your orders?”
I glanced back at Faris, but he was gone. So was Grace. They’d both vanished. I’d thought the room had grown suddenly very quiet and peaceful.
Nyx gave me a hard look.
Typical. When I didn’t want Faris and Grace around, I couldn’t get rid of them. But when I actually needed them, they were nowhere to be found.
“They were right here just a minute ago,” I told Nyx.
Nyx sighed, a rare show of emotion. “I believe you.”
“You do?”
“No one is crazy enough to lie about going on an outing with a god and a demon.”
“I might be crazy enough.” Then I added quickly, “But I’m not lying.”
Nyx shook her head. “So was this dangerous, monster-fighting excursion at least fruitful?”
“I guess. Kind of. We were in the Lost City.”
“Didn’t get enough of it your first time around?”
“Well, no. That’s why I went back there. I’ve been having these visions again, like I had back then, and…” I stopped when I saw the look on her face. “You think I’ve lost my mind.”
“No. I’ve had visions of my own.”
“Oh, right. Of me at the head of a demon army.”
Her dark brows drew together. “How do you know about that?”
Oops.
I smiled and shrugged.
“If you’re going to eavesdrop on people’s private conversations, Pandora, you should take care not to admit your guilt later.”
“I’ll try to remember that,” I said quickly.
I didn’t want her to remember what had happened after that conversation I’d overheard between her and Ronan. I didn’t want her to know what else I’d seen that I shouldn’t have. Because then I might have been in actual trouble.
“So the visions,” I said. “They’re coming from this secret place. The Vault, she called it.”
“She who?”
“River. She claims to be a rogue Guardian.”
“Be careful, Leda.”
“I am being careful. I’m not even sure I trust River. She could be trying to manipulate us.”
“So this River is the one who sent you the visions?”