Chapter 11
Madeline kept her eyes closed but alerted her senses to gather information about the situation. Her mind tracking ability wasn’t working right now. She drew in the sense of the room Ciaran had brought her to.
The scent of luxurious wallpaper and scented candle wax hovered in the air. The crackling sound of a fire in a fireplace was gentle, homey, and welcoming. She didn’t know who Robert was. Regardless of how enticing the place was and how warm Robert was to her—or rather to Lucy—she didn’t belong here. Neither did Ciaran.
Hearing footsteps walking away, she opened one eye and then the other. Dinah was standing right next to her bed, and Arik was peeking outside the room.
“All right, he’s away from the corridor,” Arik said.
Madeline sat up. “What were the meds you asked Ci
