Chapter 27Frederick shook himself and rose to his feet, balancing on all four limbs against the rocking of the cave floor. Though still in Beast form, his mind had tipped over and been completely his own since Lyne had started the spell. The words were the same as the ones the witch had spoken against him so long ago. No chance now to puzzle over why they should have the opposite effect when voiced by Beauty.
The monster was no longer his mistress; he was his own master.
He must lead Lyne out before all the caverns crumbled and the Afanc rose to the surface. He’d have to carry her; otherwise, they’d have no hope of getting out in time. But he was rapidly losing the Beast, and the strength and senses of that form.
Lyne had her hands on the altar, seeking a grip, even as she tried to keep
