Chapter 20
I let him pull me out of his chamber and down the hall we’d fought in, all the way to my reception hall, with its throne and gilded doors.
Already, after only a few moments outside, my palace felt small. Or maybe I was bigger now – I looked over to Zaan, and was almost surprised to find myself still the same size, just a little taller than his shoulder. I smiled to myself at my foolishness, and then caught sight of his stern face as he turned to look at me. I straightened my shoulders and raised my chin.
“So what now?”
His lips curved, showing the tips of fangs. “In five hours you’ll belong to Aranda – but until then, you to belong to me.”
My magic pulsed through me in an almost physical wave. I looked around at the room. “Here?”
“Here,” he said, voice low, and fell on me.
