Page 26 of The Book of Legends
“They don’t belong here.”
“Then you obviously don’t own a mirror,” I shoot back.
“I’m the exception, and I’m not just any human.”
“How’s that?”
“I don’t answer to you,” he grits. “Now tell me, who sent you?”
My stomach dips in warning.
“Look, I appreciate you saving me back there from…the horseman. Spellbinder,” I rush out.
“I didn’t do it to save you. Anyone that crosses the river is as good as dead.”
Great.
“Now I ask you again.” His eyes go dark from gray to black. “Who sent you and why?”
He obviously has a hard time comprehending. “Let me the fuck out,” I seethe.
“There she is,” he says amusingly, pissing me the fuck off. “I was waiting for the fire you keep hidden inside to come out and play.”
His gaze slides down the length of me, scrutinizing, twisting his mouth in distaste when it reaches my glasses.
And I hate him for it. He’s lucky I’m behind these bars.
“Stop playing games with me and tell me the truth. Did he send you?”
Who is he talking about?
“I don’t know who you’re talking about. Who’she?”
“There is only one place you could have come from,” he says like I’m stupid.
“Where is that exactly?”
“The only place since the war where humans come from is Elariya. So, I ask you again, did he send you here and why?”
“Again, who the hell are you talking about?” I snap.
He nods to one of the guards. The beast huffs and opens the gate.
When the dark prince walks inside, I rush back until I feel the hard wall on my back, unable to calm the terror inside.
“What are you doing?” I ask in a trembling voice as memories of what he did to Eryndor flash behind my eyes. “Please,” I plead, my voice laced with fear when his hands cage me in on both sides of my head against the wall. His hard chest inches from my face.
He looks down, making me feel like I’m falling into a dark hole. His eyes turn obsidian, the centers of his pupils flash like they hold a sinister power.
“I suggest the next words that come out of your mouth are true, or I swear, you will know what pain and suffering is before I end you.”
I blink back tears of frustration. I don’t doubt he’ll kill me. The look in his eyes tells me he’s seconds away from doing it.
His voice drops to a deadly whisper, “Did Therion send you here?”
My bottom lip trembles. “No, I’m just lost,” I whisper truthfully as a single tear slides down my cheek. “If you’re going to kill me, then do it. If you want to inflict pain so I suffer, then so be it, but I’m telling you the truth.” I lift my chin defiantly, the last fragment of hope I have left. “But when you do, make sure you look me in the eyes so you’ll always remember how much I hate you.”
He tilts his head, his lips a breath from mine. “With pleasure.” He pushes off the wall and walks out, barking orders. “Take her to the tower.”
