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I nodded. “You need me, you contact me via the IC Watch.”

“I will.”

“No more secrets?”

“It’s a work in progress.”

“At least that’s something.”

With that, we embraced, then I headed on out, searching for Xavier and Talon.

No doubt they were still gossiping like crazy about my father and Marlowe.

Well, Tal was likely gossiping and X was humoring him as per usual.

I hoped they’d enjoyed their time in the DFR, because our trip was coming to an end.

Shortly, anyway.

Not quite yet, as my father had intended.

His secret-keeping was currently a work in progress, but I didn’t need him to tell me that which he hid. I had other sources within the Kingdom.

And, right now, I had something even better.

Xavier Sabre and his vampiric talents.

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~Xavier~

“Wow, so there is some color in the Dark Fae Kingdom,” Talon commented, taking in the space in the depth of the forest, a garden growing flowers of all kinds, a beautiful colorful tapestry that really cut through the blackness otherwise surrounding us.

“Did you grow all of these?” I asked Ore.

“Yes,” he responded tightly. “Now, can we focus?” His patience was running thin because of the tight time constraints. The meeting between my father and Abigail Rose was about to get underway.

He was determined that we were not going to be left out of the loop again.

“Soon the time will belong to the heirs.”That’s what he’d said when he’d met up with us earlier, and he was determined to bring that reality into being. I was with him on that, because cutting us out of these sorts of matters had already cost us all too much.

“Wouldn’t it be easier for you to cast anauditory enhancementspell to overhear their meeting?” I asked him. “Rather than doing it this long-winded way of me listening withmy vampiric hearing, then you casting a spell onthatso you and Tal can hear what I am?”

“No, because my father would sense my magic. This way there’s a barrier in the form of you.”

“Unless they spelled the room supernaturally soundproof.”

“With the haste Abigail was in when she arrived and the state she seemed to be in, I highly doubt it.”

“Fine, all right,” I said, holding a hand out either side of me. “Come here. Let’s do this.”

Talon slipped his hand into my left one and Orpheus took my right as he called his purple flame.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, while I employed my vampiric hearing, searching out the library with my senses, which was where the two big wigs had retired to for their impromptu meeting.

It didn’t take long before I had them.

I picked up on Saryan’s booming voice first.

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