I woke to find two faces I never expected leaning over me. The first was Barton Lucia, who watched the monitors at the side of my hospital bed. The second…
“Troubadour?” My voice sounded strange under the oxygen mask, even to me.
The devastatingly handsome blond Fae smiled. “It"s Basil now, and good, you"re back. Reine would"ve had my head if anything had happened to you.”
“Where is she?” I lay in the hospital in The Aerie, but the mate bond still pulled taut and told me Reine was far away. I’d dreamed of a moment of relief, a spark of hope that kept me from giving up, and I’d felt her close by. What had happened?
“She’s not here. She was about to win her trial, but her mother forced her into a plea bargain. Her imprisonment for your life as well as those of a wizard and a lycanthrope.
