“You will have to make the choice. You can’t have both. Either go with your brain or heart. One has to win, and one has to lose.”
Then, he was done speaking to him.
When Vanth appeared not far away with Kiera, she was holding an old book. Together, they immediately headed toward Death.
“Jacques?” Kiera asked.
Glancing over, his eyes were green. It appeared the danger was over.
“I think I found something,” Kiera admitted. “While I was sitting there listening to Flynn’s zombie parents…”
“HEY!”Flynn said. “Too soon, Kiera. Way too soon,” he admitted.
There was her lilted laughter.
“My bad. Anyway, I thought about a spell I saw in one of the books, and Vanth got it for me.”
Jacques appreciated their witch having their back. That was always helpful.
He held out his hand and she handed it to him.
The pages flipped, proving that she was getting stronger when it came to their magick.
As the pages stopped, he saw what she meant.
It was a spell.
An ancient one.
As he read over it, he saw the problem it was going to cause for them, and it explained a lot.
“Well, shit,” he said.
Flynn moved toward him.
“What?” he asked, rolling his neck.
“Apparently, Rinnon had a spell so he could find this particular relic. He wanted to know where Lilith was, and if she was using it, he could find her.”
I didn’t like the idea that she was out sleeping with other men. I’m possessive of my bitches.
RINNON!Jolie said.Bitches?
Was that the wrong word? I clearly saw in Flynn’s head how he likes to describe you.
HEY!I do not call her that! She’d kill me!
Flynn shook his head. He’d deal with his traitorous lurker later.
Jacques wasn’t shocked.
“Of course, he had a spell. Apparently,The Necromancer’s Swordis trackable.”
Flynn looked skeptical.
“But?” he asked because there was always a‘but’when it came to their situations.
He clued him in.