Enchantment (89 page)

He
stared
at
the
mirror
and
decided
to
run
a
check
on
the
ci
t
y
.
With
his
hands
held
out
in front
of
hi
m
, he
closed
his
e
y
es, and
the
arch
of
light
extended
between
his
pal
m
s.

To
m
bs
shi
m
me
r
ed
into
view.
Eve
r
y
t
h
i
ng
seemed
to
be
nor
m
al,
if
one
could
actual
l
y
call an
y
t
h
ing
nor
m
al
in
To
m
bs.
The
all
e
y
s
were
dark,
but
then
again,
they
alw
a
y
s
were. The slithering
offenders
m
a
d
e their
way
through the sinister shadows stopping to
eat
a
n
y
t
h
i
ng re
m
ot
el
y
rese
m
b
ling
flesh.
A
few
fights
had
broken
out—so
m
e
thing
a
bit
out
of
the
ordina
r
y
, considering
Jager
u
sual
l
y
controlled ever
y
o
n
e and
ever
y
t
h
i
n
g in
T
o
m
bs—but
it
w
a
sn’t
reason
for him
to
be
too
concerned.

Kerrigan
tensed,
a
bitter
taste
on
his
tongue
as
he
gazed
into
the
m
irror.
“Sh
o
w
Jager.”
The reflection
re
m
ained
unchanged.
“Mirror,
I
said
show
J
ager.”

N
othing
happened.
It
m
ust
be
true.
Jager
had
been
taken
out
of
T
o
m
bs,
and
the
only
person
w
ho
could
have
done
it
was
Thalius.
But
how
to
prove
i
t
?

“Mirror,
sh
o
w
Thalius.”

To
m
bs
w
a
s
abrupt
l
y
replaced
by
the
s
pectr
u
m
of
a
m
assive
gle
a
m
ing
m
ansion.
Kerrigan
s
wore;
by
s
howing
his
house
he
w
as
at
least
a
ssured
the fact
he
was
ho
m
e.

Where
the
hell
w
as
Jage
r
?
A
cri
m
i
n
al
like
h
i
m
s
houldn’t
be
wandering
around
free.
He closed
his
e
y
e
s
at
the
gris
l
y
m
e
m
o
r
y
of
the
three
females
he’d
raped
and
fed
off
until
th
e
y perished. H
i
s
sto
m
ach
knotted
with guilt knowing
J
ager should have been placed in To
m
bs
y
e
a
r
s before.
It
had
been
Thalius
who
stopped
hi
m
.

Kerrigan clenched
his fists in
anger. The
ti
m
e had co
m
e.
A
battle had
been brewing between Thalius
and
him
for
over
a
centu
r
y
,
and
it
could
no
longer
be
avoided.

He
needed
to
find
concrete
proof
of
Thalius’s
betr
a
y
a
l
before
the
Council
would
even consider listening
to h
i
m
,
but
sleep
beckoned.
Stretching,
he padded
past Threeo’s
sleeping
form and
d
o
wn
the
hall.
He
p
u
shed
open
the
door
and
stepped
into
the
roo
m
,
his
e
y
es
on
the
sleeping
w
oman
in
his
bed.
A
bsent
l
y
,
he
rubbed
his
chest.
Threeo’s
vision
just
couldn’t
co
m
e
true.
It
just couldn’t.
He
knew
one
thing
for
sure.
Over
his
dead
body
w
ould
he
let
those
bastards
harm Meeka
or cripple Enchan
t
m
e
nt.
Thalius
would p
a
y dearl
y
.
He’d
m
a
k
e sure of it,
even if
he killed hi
m
self
tr
y
i
n
g.

* * * *

Meeka
awoke
and
reached
for
Kerrigan’s
warm
bo
d
y
,
on
l
y
to
find
cold
s
heets.
She
p
u
shed up
into
a
sitting
p
o
sition
and
called
his
na
m
e.
Her
voice
echoed
through
the
cave.
H
er insecurities
sprang
to
the
forefront
of
her
m
ind.
U
nexpected tears
stung
her
e
y
e
s.

Stop
it,
Meeka.
You
don’t
know
why
he’s
not
here.

She
sniffled
and
crawled
off
the
bed.
The
tenderness
between
her
legs
sent
fevered
chills d
o
wn
her
s
pine,
r
e
m
inding
her
again
of
the
pa
s
sion
and
love
th
e
y
’
d
shared.
Deep
in
her
heart,
s
he
w
i
shed
with
all
her
m
ig
h
t
that
last
night
had
m
eant
s
o
m
e
thing
s
pecial to
hi
m
.

Meeka
realized
she
w
a
s
in
love
with
hi
m
.
She
probab
l
y
had
been
from
the
first
m
ome
n
t
she laid
e
y
es
on
hi
m
.