CHAPTER FIVE
My heart skipped a beat, and I spun around to find my host standing at the nearest end of the table. He held a platter in his hands and his eyes, too, were lifted to the painting. His expression was both contemplative and sorrowful, and a heavy sigh escaped him. “That is my reminder of why I came to be here.”
I blinked at him. “Why you came to be here?”
Percy strolled over to me with most of his attention on the scenery. He reached my side and nodded up at the painting. “That painting shows the location of my castle as it was when I was alive.” His gaze fell upon the distant silhouette I had noticed, and his expression hardened. “And that is the reason why I accepted Mordra’s offer.”
I shook my head. “I don’t really follow you. Duncan told me you all came here to
