Believe, tentatively, in this fragile new friendship with Cleo.
And believe that one day she’d see Alexius again.
CHAPTER 7
ALEXIUS
THE SANCTUARY
In the two thousand years Alexius had existed, he’d never wanted anything as much as this.
He lay back in the grass of his favorite meadow with his eyes closed and reached out through the darkness, searching for her.
Where are you?
No answer. He tried until his head ached, until his body felt weak. Until he was so frustrated he could scream. But once again it didn’t work.
The princess was lost to him—out somewhere in the mortal world, alone with no one to guide or protect her.
The thought made him laugh, and the sound rumbled deep in his chest.
Protect her.
“Alexius.”
He jumped to his feet at the sound of Timotheus’s voice.
“Greetings,” he managed to say through his hoarse throat. He hadn’t spoken aloud all day.
Timotheus, Alexius’s friend and mentor, as well as one of the Three that made up the council of elders, regarded Alexius with his arms crossed and patience in his golden eyes. “Am I interrupting your daily meditation? Or were you attempting to dreamwalk?”
“Neither,” he lied. “I was only resting.” To admit he was trying to visit the dreams of a mortal would only spark additional questions. Questions he couldn’t answer.
“There’s something different about you,” Timotheus said, walking a slow circle around Alexius as he studied his tall, lean frame. “I’ve noticed for many months now, ever since you began spending so much time with Melenia.”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“Be wary of her.”
A bolt of worry struck Alexius, and he fought to hide it from his face. “I’m wary of everyone here in the Sanctuary.”
“That makes you wise.”
“Are you just out for a stroll? Or did you come here looking for me?”
“Neither. I’m looking for Phaedra. She’s still missing.”
To hear the name of his dearest friend was an unexpected blow. “I know.”
“Do you know where she disappeared to?”
“No.”
Timotheus didn’t break eye contact. Despite their centuries of friendship, despite all the guidance and knowledge the elder had shared, Alexius still had secrets he needed to keep from him.
Horrible secrets.
“I believe Melenia has something to do with her disappearance,” Timotheus said. “You might ask her about it the next time you see her, which I presume will be today?”