“Son of a bitch,” I said. “Jasmine.”
Chapter Seventeen
Jasmine nearly leapt ten feet in the air when I came tearing through the hall that led to her cell.
“You!” I exclaimed. “You can summon water demons.”
She widened her eyes, speechless for a change. It appeared as though I’d interrupted her doing…well, nothing. In a fit of guilt, I’d sent some books down to her to pass the time, but reports from the guards said she did little but sulk. Well, that and try to cajole them to let her out. I guess she figured she’d deal with Volusian after she got one of the guards to crack.
Recovering herself a moment later, she adopted a sneer reminiscent of Ysabel’s. Considering their mutual hatred of me, maybe I should have sent her down here to entertain Jasmine.
“Maybe,” Jasmine conceded. “Why? Afraid I’ll use them to break out?”
“No,” I said. “But I need them to get rid of some fire demons.”
Roland had told me the best way to oust the demons would be by summoning their opposites. I’d dismissed the idea then, knowing it was beyond my capability. At the same time, I’d considered the possibility that Jasmine could do it…though it had seemed a useless sentiment considering I’d had no clue to her whereabouts or any reason to think she’d help me.
But now? Well, things were different.
Art’s attitude had left me feeling helpless and ineffectual. Now, I suddenly felt as though I had the means to take control and actually right some wrongs in this kingdom.
“So?” Jasmine asked, not seeming startled in the least. “That’s got nothing to do with me.”
“Not true. You’re going to help me. We’re going to face them and their master, and you’re going to summon water creatures to take down those demons.”
Jasmine’s expression was almost comic in its disbelief. “Why would I help you?”
I tried good cop first. “Because it’s the right thing to do. They’re hurting innocent people.”
“So? Like I said, that doesn’t affect me.”
“Spoken like the selfish child you are.” She flushed. Considering her obsession with having a baby and ruling over both worlds, she didn’t like having her age or capabilities mocked. “I thought you wanted to be the queen of this land once.”
She glowered. “Yes. And I would have been if you hadn’t stolen it!”
“Why? Why be queen if you have no intention of doing anything? Did you just want to wear a crown and have people grovel?”
She didn’t acknowledge that and instead replied stonily, “I’m not helping you.”
I stepped toward the bars, smiling sweetly, even though I was about to enter bad-cop mode. “Oh, you are. Whether you like it or not.”
“What, you’re going to force me or something?”
In a matter of seconds, I had my Glock out and pointing straight at her. She paled and backed up against the wall, looking very much like she wanted to melt into it. Behind me, I heard a slight shuffling among the guards. Guns were a very human weapon, made of steel and alloys and other substances that were anathema to the gentry. They were equally deadly to humans-or, in Jasmine’s case, half-humans.
“You’re crazy,” she said.
I shrugged. “I’ve got a job to do, and you’re key to getting it done. You can cooperate, and maybe I’ll improve your living arrangements. Give you a room instead of a cell.”
I could see thoughts and schemes spinning behind her eyes. Jasmine was young, inexperienced, and self- centered…but she wasn’t stupid. I had to think somewhat cheerfully that that too was a family trait.
“And if I don’t do it, you’re going to shoot me?”
“Well, everyone says I should kill you anyway.”
My voice was calm, my face hard. I didn’t know if she would believe me or not. Hell, I didn’t know if I believed myself. She knew I had little love for her after everything she’d done, and I’d long had a reputation as a ruthless fighter and-as many gentry saw it-murderer. Jasmine swallowed. She was trying to look calm too, but her eyes betrayed her.
“How do you know I won’t summon them and have them turn on you once my cuffs are off? You know I can’t wear them and still have that kind of power.”
I released the safety on the gun, which was still pointed at her. “Because I’ll have this on the back of your head the entire time.”
Long silence fell. Volusian was so still that I’d nearly forgotten he was there.
Finally, Jasmine said, “I hate you.”
“So…that’s a yes?”
I took her silence as a confirmation and put the gun away, putting the safety back on and feeling a bit surprised at the pounding of my own heart. Had I really just pointed a gun at a fifteen-year-old girl? Roland and Kiyo both believed dealing with magic could change the kind of person you were. Was messing with lightning and air turning me into someone who could easily threaten others to get my way? No, I decided. This had nothing to do with the magic. This was necessity. I needed to oust those fire demons, and this was the way to do it.
“Eugenie?”
A soft voice pulled me from my churning emotions. “Kiyo!”
He stood there in the hall, and I wondered how much he’d overheard. It didn’t matter. I was just so insanely happy to see him. The heaviness in my heart lightened, and if there hadn’t been so many witnesses, I would have run into his arms. He looked amazing, dressed in human garb: jeans and a plain gray T-shirt that hugged his muscles perfectly. The silken black hair curled around his chin, and his skin looked like caramel.
But his eyes…his eyes were hard.
I gave Jasmine a warning look. “We’ll talk later.”
“Fuck you, Eugenie,” she called.
I caught hold of Kiyo’s hand and walked back upstairs with him. Seeing him released all the nervous tension in me that had been building up since last night. I’d been so wound up, so worried and afraid. Now, it was like all was right in the world once again. The news about the baby was hard on me, but I still wanted to congratulate him. The words were on my lips as soon as we were alone, but he spoke first.
“Really, Eugenie? This is what it’s come to?”
My head was still giddy over seeing him. “What do you mean?”
He pointed back toward the dungeon door from which we’d just emerged. “That! I never expected to find you with a gun to a teen girl’s head.”
“It wasn’t exactly to her head,” I said. “And she can help us get rid of those demons. Even if she can’t summon true water demons herself, we both know she can call other water creatures.” Kiyo and I had fought off some such creatures-including one that had caught us in a compromising position in his car and nearly killed both of us. “Those could give us the edge.”
“And if she doesn’t, you really are going to kill her?”
I sighed and stopped walking, leaning against one of the tapestry-covered walls so I could face him. “Do you really think I’d do that?”
“She seemed to think you would, and to tell you the truth, I kind of did too. I don’t think you realize how scary you can be.” He stood in front of me, with little distance between us, and there was an odd mix of sexual chemistry and antagonism in the air. “There’s a strange feel to you…have you been practicing magic?”
I didn’t answer immediately, which was as good as an admission of guilt. The look he gave me was almost more horrified than when he’d thought I was going to shoot Jasmine. “A little.”
“A little! Eugenie,” he hissed, leaning close. “There’s no in-between with this stuff. You keep doing it, and you’re just going to fall farther and farther down the rabbit hole.”
I laughed and threw my arms up, gesturing to the castle. “I fell into Wonderland a long time ago.”
“You know what I mean. I thought you weren’t going to do it anymore. I thought we agreed it was
