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Black and gray were speedily giving way to an array of rainbow colors Dead rats and ht before her eyes, and she said with a tinge of hope, “I see … oh … I see—it has worked”

“Hush now Ye need to rest and recoup,” Chance ordered gently, and he stroked her forehead His touch was soothing and so very welco to click facts into place

The poison still rushed through her blood

“Chance … could you take me to Ireland—please, to Ireland I’d like to die in Ireland … love it so” She thought of her faht of young David and his family and knew they would wonder about her They would wonder what had happened to keep her away from them They didn’t know she was a Fae; they simply loved her as a friend She closed her eyes, as this troubled her

“Don’t be talking dribble, lass Die? Do ye think I would let ye die?” Chance’s voice was harsh with emotion

She stared up at his face He was more than masculine, more than handsome, so much more than that He was her Thunder God—so very beautiful, inside and out … even if he wasn’t the type to stay!

She raised her palm to his cheek

“Arrgh …” Even the slight lifting of her arh her that made her convulse inwardly She was in a universe of hurt, sure she was going to die at any moment, and then …

The Prison Realone, and in its place she felt the cool Irish breeze sweep over her She srass and saw the wondrous Irish velvet night sky with its stars twinkling vibrantly

Ah, she thought, he had somehow transported her to Ireland to die, and then …

She heard Chance say to Trevor, “Best be letting yer queen know about what has happened to the Fallen Druid and his prison Take yer time, lad, and while ye be at it, ask for a Hallow that can show us the way to Pestale”

“What—” Royce started to ask

Chance was back down beside her once th to heal …”

“What are you going to do?” Trevor asked

“I’ the wee princess withtill she does If ye needover m’arrior”