Chapter 5

I couldn't stand the sight of James, so I peeled back the curtain to watch the shadows of the oaks dancing in the wind. Kaelen caught the movement and spurred his horse toward the carriage window.

He stole a glance at James in the darkness of the cabin, then leaned in, his voice a low rasp. "Lady Lillian, the High Lord spent three years hunting for you. Since you vanished, he hasn't slept a full night."

I let out a sharp, jagged laugh. "Don't sell me that crap, Kaelen. They say insomnia's a killer. If he's still breathing, he's getting…