I watched, in wonder, as the golden sparkles melded to his body. They reformed his hand in a shimmering glittering haze of magic. And suddenly his real hand was back, fingers stretching and bending. I ripped at the scraps of my gown where they still clung to him, checking Declan’s torso for wounds that stitched themselves up before my eyes.
I clutched at Declan, peppering his blond head with kisses. His ears. His face.
Tears marred my vision and I had to sit up to swipe angrily at them.
“Huh … huh?” Declan groaned and put a hand to his head. “What happened?”
I didn’t answer, my thoughts were cycling so quickly: It can’t be true, can it? It’s supposed to be impossible.
I stood, heart in my throat and screamed internally,QUINN! Quinn Hale, you answer me right now!
The image of a bucking mare and a groomsman muttering,Whoa!flashed through my head. The thought was too random to be my own.
Is that you, you shite! Don’t tease me!
Yes, it’s me, Dove. Stop shouting. I’ve got one hell of a headache.
Connor. Ryan. Are they okay? Tell me! Now!I paced. My hands shook, my entire being seemed to vibrate with nervous energy.
They’re okay. I think. We all fell to the ground. What’s going on? Was there another explosion?
Sard! Sard!
My hand flew to my mouth. They were okay. They were alive. Alive. My chest felt light as air, but my throat grew tight. I wanted to dance and sob at the same moment.
My eyes landed on Abbas’ body. Blue’s body.
He’d told me the truth.
He was Blue.
He wasn’t Abbas. I corrected myself: Blue wasn’t Fake Abbas. Blue wasn’t the djinni.
Blue was Abbas. The real prince. The part-djinni.
And Blue had given me a wish. He’d made my impossible wish come true. He’d brought my knights back to me.
My stomach grew hollow.
Bloss? Are you okay?
I didn’t answer Quinn.
I ran out of the cavern as quick as I could. I slid as I went up the slippery stone passage that led to the bigger cavern.
Quinn, tell Ryan I need him.
My knights were already at the mouth of the larger cavern and when they saw me, they started to run.
I launched myself at them. Connor was closest.
He took a step back as I wrapped my arms and legs around him and kissed him wildly. Before he could do much more than stand there in shock, I jumped down and assaulted Quinn. He was ready for it, having seen Connor. His hands gripped my ass and his mind brought me back to our moment in the woods.
But I broke off again.
Ryan scooped me out of Quinn’s arms and slammed his lips into mine. He pulled me roughly into him, before he whispered, “You know you’re still a floating head, right?”
I laughed. I’d forgotten all about the cloak’s magic.