“Well, I might have done a little something to sabotage the spell,” Miranda admitted, her full mouth quirking a bit at the corners. “Then again, that was mostly because of some advice the Lord of Chaos gave me.”
“You two were plotting right in front of Simon?”
“Yes, but here.” She touched her index finger to her temple. “I guess that’s a talent he has — communicating telepathically. Anyway, he gave me a suggestion, and it worked. I guess he was grateful enough that when Simon tried to summon him back — without my help that time — he decided to steal me away, since that was the thing that would piss Simon off the most.”
Rafe couldn’t really argue with this explanation, because it was probably right. And Cat said the demon lord had communicated with her the same way, mind to mind. He reca
