As Druidess Mairi lit the flame beneath the teapot, Caointeoir echoed inside her head. Why had the crone Bheur claimed Cochise as her own? Not to mention Caointeoir meant mourner. The title implied he greeted. Well, Black Elk was the best name out of the lot. But the man seemed oblivious to the Goddess’ pivotal revelation.
He was Bheur’s pet? She was the Gray Hag, the Goddess of prophecy and shape shifting. And Beine Bric hadn’t recognized him?
A chill skittered down her spine.
Who is Cochise? She turned to the Goddesses sitting at the table. Beine Bric sat with her bluish face toward Mairi. Bheur’s pruned features were only visible from the side where she sat with her back to the sink at the end of the table. Both still wore their cloaks.
How could she have been so rude? The kidnapper absconded with her decency today too. She reached for the Gray Crone’s shoulder. “Forgive me, Sisters. My mind isn’t here today. Let me take your cloaks.”
“No, lass. No.” Bheur waved her off with a scold. “There’s precious little time.”
Mairi’s gut twisted at the soothsayer’s foreboding statement. “Whatever do you mean?” She glanced at Cochise. He leaned his long sculpted body in the doorway. His black boots crossed casually as if he had no clue as to who sat at the table. Cadets should know the Goddess of Shape Shifting and the Goddess of Death and Disease when they saw them.
“The Goddess of Time has been captured,” Beine Bric hissed through her fangs.
“What?” Mairi flinched at the news, sliding her gaze back to the crones. Arianrhod had been kidnapped from her castle in the Northern Lights? Or held therein? How could someone have taken the Goddess of Time’s fortress in the Aurora Borealis? “How did someone breach the castle and detain Arianrhod?”
The Blue Crone’s gaze riveted upon Mairi. “If one Flarion binds his spirit to a Sister, all history shall change. We cannot permit this.”
They think me incapable of rational thought. “I can refuse if he doesn’t hold Evie’s life over my free will,” she managed to reply calmly.
Beine Bric slowly leaned her chin down while drawing her hood over her head with crooked arthritic fingers. Her hooded blue gaze still cut through the cloak’s shadow though. “And your free will shall let you choose to bind with him otherwise.”
How dare they imply I would cast all humanity’s history to the wind.
A wicked lump of dread lodged in her throat.
The crones knew her well. Knew she would give anything to save Evie.
The water began chugging in the teakettle.
Beine Bric’s assessing gaze still bore through her. “I feared for you when you chose to stay here alone, Sister,” the crone hissed. “Now, I fear for the timeline.”
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