Marissa
Henry had been thrilled with the information I had passed on to him. He didn’t care for Jaz anymore than I did. We made a plan for me to hand off Jamie to one of his warriors after nightfall. I was a little miffed that Henry refused to meet me himself; he really didn’t seem to understand who I was or the insult against me sending a warrior. Fortunately for him, I had other things that required my attention.
I spent the rest of the day in my room at the packhouse, reading the directions for the spells I had purchased from Madame Ravyn. They seemed simple enough. One of them would help me persuade Sloan into bed; the other would spell an amulet to fool the senses of anyone around me in whatever manner I specified when I cast the spell. She hadn’t explicitly told me t
