Sleeping fretfully, curled in Armel's arms, Bae slept the rest of the journey back to Shiro. They travelled through the night and the best part of the next morning.

Armel could sense Bae's anxiety even in her sleep and it was doing no favours to his own frayed nerves. Unable to join his mate in sleep, he had sat there in the carriage watching her, silently asking about a hundred questions a minute. He needed to know more about the prophecy. Adelaide's earlier answers had left much to ...