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An explosion of sound erupted-the groaning of lass Saskets hissed The previously shining black car was totaled

"Did you have toher lip to blow a black braid from her face "He won't likely be in thethat he was get­ting away"

Earlier, when Sabine had heard the sine in the distance, she'd made Lanthe invisible, then she'd cast an illusion of a vehicle on the side of the road, stalled with the hood up

The daine A ridiculous cliche But necessary

When he hadn't slowed, she'd waved her ar to let him slip past her, she'd cast forward an illusion of herself, directly in his car's path He'd swerved to avoid her likeness

"Besides, he's a deh-and lusty" When his door shot open, she said, "See?" But he hadn't yet exited

"What's taking hi her nails as she silently talked "What if we draw the Vrekeners?" Even after all these years, those fiends continued to track the sisters' heavy sorcery

"We've got ti i her' self to-and anxious to get a glimpse of one of the most well-respected leaders in the Lore

Of course, Sabine had read all about Rydstrom and knew details of his history He was fifteen hundred years old He'd had five siblings, with two sisters and one brother still living He'd been a warrior long before he'd unexpectedly inherited the crown of Rothkalina

And she knew details of his appearance: a large reen eyes that would grow black with fury-or desire As a rage de for-ward One of his had been daed before he reached his i this demon into her body in mereUnder a ruby was a sleeping powder prepared by the Hag in the Basement, their resident poison and potion preparer De Rydstrom wasn't Sabine's preferred plan, but if it caet hieon cell they'd prepared for hith

It was mere feet from them

Directly within the cell, Lanthe had created the seamless portal that opened up to the road To conceal it, Sabine had woven one of the largest, eon look just like a part of the scenery along the road

It seemed an eternity passed before Rydstro wreck She released a breath she hadn't known she held

And there he was

He certainly was big-approaching seven feet tall with broad shoulders His hair was as black as night His horns curved out fro the sides of his head, their shell-like color stark against his thick hair Indeed, one was dah he reeled a couple of steps, he didn't look too injured No visible blood

Sabine arched a brow just as Lanthe silently said, "Your de"

She was about to correct Lanthe and say, "Not my demon" But the male before them would indeed be hers For a time "He is a fearsouessed him to be an assassin or cutthroat criminal of some sort How odd, since he was supposed to be a bastion of reason, a wise leader who liked to solve conflicts and discover solutions to complex puzzles

Rumor in the Lore held that a lie had never left Ryd-stro to try to seduce hiht go demonic over his capture" She sood," Lanthe said "Sweet Nothing says