CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
She wasn’t coming back. The realization had struck her the moment she told Alex how she’d felt the night before. If she was to take Edmund and Tyson to Duchess Moreau near the border, she’d cross it and make the journey into Dracon. That’s where La Dame would be.
It was the only way.
She couldn’t go on loving him when it might not be real. The truth was precious and must be found. If she still loved him when they were no longer tied, she’d find him.
But she knew that wouldn’t happen.
Kissing him goodbye in the middle of the night had nearly broken her heart, and she’d barely registered where she was going until her feet stopped outside Queen Catrine’s door. The queen pulled her in and scanned for other onlookers. Seeing a deserted corridor, she came back into the
