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He hesitated, his uneasiness increasing, as Luc stepped across the threshold.

Then he scented Rosana. Faint but distinctive, and with an underlying tang of fear that made his chest clench.

His lips drew back in a silent snarl.

Thrice-damned, fucking fae.

He followed Luc into the foyer. Behind him, the wood door thudded shut.

Chapter 29

On the level below, a door opened and closed. Claws clicked on a marble floor.

Rosana’s gaze flew to Langdon, but he didn’t seem to have noticed. Instead, he set cool fingers on her wrist and urged the spoon toward her mouth.

“Eat.” So soft, almost gentle, but steel edged his tone.

The portly butler appeared in the door. “My lord.”

“Yes, Olivier?”

“There’s a fada in the foyer.”

No. Rosana froze, the spoon clenched in her hand. You stubborn ass.

Langdon’s mouth turned down. “Deal with him.”

Olivier inclined his shiny bald head. “As you wish. However, I believe he is one of Blaer’s people. A wolf.”

Not Adric, then. Rosana let out a breath.

The prince flicked her a look, no doubt detecting her agitation with those eerie senses of his. He rose to his feet.

“Alone?” he asked his butler. “You saw no one else?”

“No, my lord.”

“I see. Well, let the wolf upstairs, and then inform Captain Quade that our wards have been breached.”

Olivier gave a discreet cough. “The wolf has permission to pass through the wards.”

“But the man with him does not.”

The butler’s eyes widened slightly. Then he nodded. “Very good, my lord.” He made his stately way out of the room.

Rosana was still holding the spoon. She set it back on the linen napkin and stared unseeingly at the table.

The man had to be Adric. But why hadn’t Olivier seen him?

Langdon pushed his chair in but remained behind it, his long, elegant fingers curled around the seatback. She felt him eyeing her downturned head.

When she glanced up, he arched a single diamond-studded brow. “Nothing to say? Perhaps you know why Lord Adric is here?”

She blanked her face. She couldn’t let him know what she’d Seen. It could be the very information that tipped the balance and led to Adric’s death.

“I don’t speak for Lord Adric,” she parried. “But I can tell you his animal isn’t a wolf.”

Langdon sighed. “I’m aware of that. And I didn’t say Adric was a wolf. He’s the man who entered with the wolf.”

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