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love.”

He rolled out of bed and pulled on his trousers. He shoved his

shirt over his head and lastly, made sure his sword was secure across

his back. Meg just grabbed her robe. Cian led them out of the

bedroom, toward the door of the cottage.

“What on earth?” Meg asked as she was drawn into the living

area. The ivy she had woven around the doorway had invaded the

house. Thick vines of green had come in through the door and the

windows.

Cian grinned broadly. “You’re not on the Earth plane anymore,

lover. And here, things just got a little more complicated.”

Meg’s eyes grew round with wonder as she walked outside. The

marigolds she had planted in the flowerbeds at the front of the house

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had multiplied overnight. The blooms were huge and each petal

brimmed with life. Even the grass around the cottage seemed greener

and lusher than it had the previous day.

“Cian, what the hell happened here?” Beck asked.

Cian winked at Meg and let go of her hand. He pulled a large nut

seed out of his pocket and held it up for their inspection. “Well,

brother, I think I happened. You should probably stay back.”

Cian knelt down and shoved the seed into the ground. It was a

bare second before the dirt rumbled. Cian was forced to step back.

The tree shot up, fully formed from the seed Cian had planted. Meg

heard Beck curse under his breath.

“What does it mean?” Beck asked, his mouth hanging open. He

walked slowly around the new tree, inspecting it from all angles. Meg

did the same and was awed with the vitality of the thing. It was so

alive. The tree looked as though it had been there for ten or fifteen