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“Gray?”

Gray looked over and s” He brushed the dirt off two more bulbs and put them in the basket Then he pushed the spade’s head into the soil to keep the handle upright “This bed could use souess you haven’t had rain up here for the past few days”

“No, we haven’t” Theran’s heart lightened “I’ardens”

Gray gave hi “I’ot for Cassie Figured I’d divide the a little sparse next spring, but it will fill in”

“You came back to Grayhaven forbulbs ?”

Gray shrugged “I planted them for Cassie, and I paid a hefty suarden “I didn’t think you would care”

“That’s not the point”

“What is the point?” Gray looked past Theran’s shoulder, and a dark, feral look careen eyes

Before Theran could ask rong, Gray pulled the spade out of the soil Except it was no longer a spade It was a pitchfork, and Gray held it more like a weapon than a tool

For aCraft to vanish one object and call in another so smoothly a person couldn’t see the transition Where had Gray learned to do that?

Then he re had sparked his cousin’s temper and looked behind him

Kermilla pranced over the laard theht That expression usuallythe sharp side of her tongue

“It’s Gray, isn’t it?” Kerardener? Have you finally remembered your duties and come back to be useful?”

What Theran saw in Gray’s eyesin comparison

“I don’t work for you, bitch,” Gray snarled “I never will”

“Gray,” Theran said, shocked

Kerer “You should be careful about saying ‘never,’ gardener Things change”

“Sos don’t”

Kermilla took a step closer Gray raised the pitchfork, and there was no doubt of hoould use it if she came any closer

“I’m a Queen,” Kermilla hissed

“You don’t outrank ,” Gray snarled “And nothing like you is ever going to lay a hand on ain”

A moment of choice

Theran put hih, Gray Kero back inside”

“I want—”

“Ker her an order in front of someone, but Gray would try to hurt her, ht

He waited until Kerer on his cousin