CHAPTER 23The Queen of the Unicorns
A masculine figure stepped into the cave. He wore a thick cloak, his face shadowed inside a deep, soft hood. His frame, tall and broad, matched the strength of his gait as his shoes tapped against the ice. He glanced at Monte, his steely eyes barely noticeable beneath the dark hood, his chin firm and prominent.
“Dad?” Monte whispered.
The figure raised his wand to his lips, signaling Monte to stay quiet. He picked his way across the ice like a nocturnal beast on the prowl, his focus on Moira. “I demand yeh release my son at once, Moira,” he said in a booming voice. Bodmin hissed from the recesses of the cave.
“Esca,” Moira said, her face cool as she smoothed her hands over her robes. “Out of custody so soon? Shocking.” She tapped her wand across her
