Twenty-Two
“Do you really think we can trust her?” I ask Chase as he closes the faerie door behind us and locks it. “What if she doesn’t intend to help you?”
We cross the entrance hall and climb the stairs. “I think we can trust her. She’s a bit of a slippery character, but she was honest about one thing at least: she has always wanted to see me at the top. Since I stumbled into the fae realm and she discovered I had far more power than she ever guessed, she’s been devoted to seeing me rule over the rest of this world.”
I pull a face. “That’s some seriously misguided devotion.”
“I know, but it makes me fairly certain she’ll align with me rather than with Amon.”
We stop outside my open bedroom door. “What was that ring you gave her? You didn’t mention that before.”
“I remembered those
