“What do you mean? What did she say?” I ask.
“Why should I tell you? Perhaps you can ask Damion. You share more confidences with him than you do with your friends.”
“I’m here with you now, aren’t I?” I say, my anger sparking.
“She said you wouldn’t like sharing the magic. That you never meant to, not the way she would,” Fetry says.
“That isn’t true.” But I cKinot deny how much I have relished having something others did not.
Fetry takes Kin’s hand. “It’s no matter,” Fetry says, pulling Kin toward the door. “You forget that we may do as we please. We may enter the realms when we wish. With or without you.”
I pass through the rooms as if in a fever. The ballroom blooms with merry dancers. But I am not in the mood for dancing. In my mind, I see those horrid creatures, Don leading the de
