The evening seemed to grow colder afterward. Killian sat frozen, staring off into space. The news had stunned him, but he refused to let anyone know. His mind played over every moment that he had shared with Serena, every wave of emotion, every spark of connection.
Was all of it a deception wrought by her Raven magic? Or was there something more, something unexplainable even beyond prophecy?
But he did not ask. He did not protest. For the first time, Killian did not speak, his lips compressed into a hard line.
The man waited for a reply, but there was none. At last he let out a sigh, half frustration, half resignation. "Believe what you will, Killian. But remember my words. Serena's fate is not yours to decide."
He stepped back, and Killian had room to stand beside the railing, his cl
