CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
I blinked at him. “What do you mean?”
Julien shook himself of his surprise and looked between Duncan and me. “These lands, this garden, is not my doing. I can claim only less than half of the labor needed to create this space.”
A dark cloud settled on Duncan’s brow. “When were you last here?”
“I was just here!” Fantome squeaked up as he bounced ahead of us and turned to face our group. “And this place was not this big!”
I folded my arms over my chest and raised an eyebrow. “Maybe the fiend isn’t so fiendish after all? Maybe they like to garden?”
Julien frowned and shook his head. “It is not natural for any fiend to wish to expand the area around the houses. Their boundaries were set long ago by Mordra, and to alter them is to have a level of magic against
