He gave her a wary look. “Does it help a little?”
She hissed out a breath but couldn’t keep the smile from appearing on her lips. “Maybe a little.”
ame secret.
This was an opportunity right here to tell this woman everything. To unburden her soul of her strange discoveries. Of her strange new abilities.
But the words would not form on her tongue. She was not so stupid as to blurt out the truth to just anyone, no matter what they might say to coax it from her. “If there’s anything I need to share, I promise to seek you out.”
A muscle under Sabina’s right eye twitched, almost imperceptibly. But then she nodded. “Very well, then. I’ll see you at dinner, dear.”
Lucia began to walk away from Sabina, forcing herself not to speed her steps. Likely, she mistook Sabina’s meaning. The woman couldn’t possibly know what was wrong with her. And the thought that Sabina might have the same strange abilities that had surfaced for her...
Impossible. There would have been some indication before this that Sabina was different.
No, Lucia had held her tongue and would continue to do so.
Sabina was right about one thing. Her father and Magnus had returned from the hunt. They were taking off their muddy boots in the foyer, a cylindrical room that had a ceiling as high as the entire castle itself. The smooth stone staircase cut into the cold stone wall, spiraling down to the main floor from the upper levels. Lucia quietly descended these stairs, keeping her brother directly in her sights. Despite the distractions she’d had since entering the castle, her anger toward Magnus hadn’t decreased even a fraction.
A messenger approached her father and handed him a letter. The king sliced the envelope open and quickly read it.
His brow raised. “Excellent,” Lucia heard him say.
“What is it?” Magnus asked.
“Chief Basilius has officially agreed to join forces with Limeros. He likes my plan.” His jaw tensed. “And he was deeply honored by my sacrifice.”
“Should I offer congratulations now or wait until after you conquer Auranos?” Magnus asked dryly after a moment.
Lucia stopped moving and inhaled sharply. Conquer Auranos?
“Before, during, after. It’s all good.” The king let out a humorless laugh. “This is all good news, my son. This is an important day that will live in infamy. And all of this one day will be yours. Every last piece of it. It’s my legacy to you.”
Magnus shifted his gaze as if he sensed Lucia’s presence. Their eyes met. There was a hint of something in his expression that Lucia hadn’t remembered seeing there before.
Greed.
It was like looking at a complete stranger. A chill went through her, freezing her in place. But it was only for a split second before his brown eyes regained their normal warmth and humor. She let out the breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding as she finally reached the bottom of the stairs.
“Lucia,” he said with a smile.
She chose to pretend that she hadn’t heard anything they’d been discussing. Her father despised eavesdroppers. “We must talk, brother.”
“Oh?”
“I spoke with Michol earlier.”
His dark brows drew together. “Michol?”
“Fine boy,” the king said with a nod. “I believe he’s smitten with you, daughter.”
Clarity shone in Magnus’s eyes. “He visited you, did he?”
“He told me of the talk you had together.” Her words were clipped. “Care to elaborate?”
A smile twitched at his lips. “Not really.”
She glared at him. How dare he find this even slightly amusing?