The Gilded Fae (Royal Fae of Rose Briar Woods 2)

“Father might be keeping them with him,” Frederick says. “I’ll look more tonight once he’s asleep.”

Nodding even though panic is clawing at my chest, I say, “Let me know if you find anything.”

“I will.”

Raising my brows, I add, “Enjoy your pear picking.”

“I’ll find them,” he insists. “I swear.”

Before I go, I turn back. “You and Candace…” I hesitate, and then I lower my voice. “You’re not…”

“We’re not what?” Frederick’s face suddenly goes blank—too blank.

Eyeing him, I say, “Never mind.”

“I’ll find the contracts before Alaric releases Sabine.” He catches my arm before I step out the door. “You have to trust me.”

“You’ve never let me down.”

“And I never will,” he vows, saying it like a solemn promise. “I swear.”