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are. Dagda must be going crazy.
“What’s wrong?” Xandra asks through a yawn. “Was I talking in my sleep or something? I had a strange dream…”
She is interrupted by Alita bounding into the room. She climbs on the bed and pulls Xandra into a hug. “Oh, Xandra, you are awake!”
Xandra’s face becomes the picture of confusion. “Oookaaay, what did I miss?”
Kegan is speaking to someone in the hall. “Let the King know she’s awake. He and his drivers should have control now.”
Hearing that, Xandra turns to me. “What happened?”
My lips curl into a wry smile. “You seem determined to keep us from going south.”
Alita finally lets her go and Xandra says, “Could you spell it out a little more for me? I just woke up and my brain’s a little foggy.” Her words are still sluggish as sleep fights to grab hold of her again.
“You took control of the carriage,” I explain.
“What do you mean, I took control?” she asks, becoming more alert.
“You used your magic to take over driving the carriage, and you have had us heading west for the last six hours.”
“Six hours? Kallen, I’ve only been asleep for about five minutes.”
I stand up and walk to the window, pulling the curtains aside, so she can see that the sun is heading towards the horizon already. She shakes her head adamantly. “No way. I couldn’t have been asleep that long.”
“The evidence is to the contrary,” I say and the words come out a little more prickly than I intended.
Xandra narrows her eyes at me. “So, you want me to believe that during what I believe was a five minute nap, six hours have passed and during that time, I hijacked the carriage and have been driving it towards some unknown location.”
That is the simple truth. “Yes.”
She still finds this to be incredulous. “But, you said earlier that I wouldn’t be able to drive this thing.”
I shrug my shoulders. “When it comes to you, I am often proven to be wrong.” Much more often than I care for.
Xandra swings her legs off the bed and stands up. “You’re positive it was me?”
This is starting to get tedious. “Your magic has a distinct flavor,” I say dryly.
She scowls at me. “I was just asking.”
I have to keep telling myself that this is not really her fault. She was sleeping and did not know what she was doing. “I am positive it was your magic.”
“Then why didn’t you wake me up before now?”
I swear, she is going to cause me to have an aneurysm someday. Does she really believe we had not tried? Through gritted teeth, I say, “We have been trying to wake you up for the last six hours.”
Alita, sensing my frustration, says softly “We have taken turns. When not trying to wake you, Kallen, Kegan and King Dagda, as well as Radella, the drivers and the overseers, have been trying to take back control of the carriage. Unsuccessfully.”
Xandra seems to believe it now that Alita has confirmed it. “Um, sorry,” she says sheepishly. I raise my brows and shake my head. That was a pathetic apology and she knows it.
Sindri chooses this moment to come to the door, startling an already edgy Xandra. Immediately, she draws magic and the last thing we need right now is more of her magic. “Xandra,” I say, shaking my head.
She lets go of her magic but practically growls at Sindri, “Who are you?”
“I-I am…,” he stutters. I do not blame him for being nervous. He has spent the last six hours experiencing her vast magical powers.
Kegan takes pity on him. “This is Sindri, Dagda’s assistant. He has come to call us to Dagda’s quarters.”
Xandra is less than thrilled. “Oh, okay.” Walking to the bed, I hold out my hand to her and she takes it. I give hers a reassuring squeeze but despite my napping, I am
“What’s wrong?” Xandra asks through a yawn. “Was I talking in my sleep or something? I had a strange dream…”
She is interrupted by Alita bounding into the room. She climbs on the bed and pulls Xandra into a hug. “Oh, Xandra, you are awake!”
Xandra’s face becomes the picture of confusion. “Oookaaay, what did I miss?”
Kegan is speaking to someone in the hall. “Let the King know she’s awake. He and his drivers should have control now.”
Hearing that, Xandra turns to me. “What happened?”
My lips curl into a wry smile. “You seem determined to keep us from going south.”
Alita finally lets her go and Xandra says, “Could you spell it out a little more for me? I just woke up and my brain’s a little foggy.” Her words are still sluggish as sleep fights to grab hold of her again.
“You took control of the carriage,” I explain.
“What do you mean, I took control?” she asks, becoming more alert.
“You used your magic to take over driving the carriage, and you have had us heading west for the last six hours.”
“Six hours? Kallen, I’ve only been asleep for about five minutes.”
I stand up and walk to the window, pulling the curtains aside, so she can see that the sun is heading towards the horizon already. She shakes her head adamantly. “No way. I couldn’t have been asleep that long.”
“The evidence is to the contrary,” I say and the words come out a little more prickly than I intended.
Xandra narrows her eyes at me. “So, you want me to believe that during what I believe was a five minute nap, six hours have passed and during that time, I hijacked the carriage and have been driving it towards some unknown location.”
That is the simple truth. “Yes.”
She still finds this to be incredulous. “But, you said earlier that I wouldn’t be able to drive this thing.”
I shrug my shoulders. “When it comes to you, I am often proven to be wrong.” Much more often than I care for.
Xandra swings her legs off the bed and stands up. “You’re positive it was me?”
This is starting to get tedious. “Your magic has a distinct flavor,” I say dryly.
She scowls at me. “I was just asking.”
I have to keep telling myself that this is not really her fault. She was sleeping and did not know what she was doing. “I am positive it was your magic.”
“Then why didn’t you wake me up before now?”
I swear, she is going to cause me to have an aneurysm someday. Does she really believe we had not tried? Through gritted teeth, I say, “We have been trying to wake you up for the last six hours.”
Alita, sensing my frustration, says softly “We have taken turns. When not trying to wake you, Kallen, Kegan and King Dagda, as well as Radella, the drivers and the overseers, have been trying to take back control of the carriage. Unsuccessfully.”
Xandra seems to believe it now that Alita has confirmed it. “Um, sorry,” she says sheepishly. I raise my brows and shake my head. That was a pathetic apology and she knows it.
Sindri chooses this moment to come to the door, startling an already edgy Xandra. Immediately, she draws magic and the last thing we need right now is more of her magic. “Xandra,” I say, shaking my head.
She lets go of her magic but practically growls at Sindri, “Who are you?”
“I-I am…,” he stutters. I do not blame him for being nervous. He has spent the last six hours experiencing her vast magical powers.
Kegan takes pity on him. “This is Sindri, Dagda’s assistant. He has come to call us to Dagda’s quarters.”
Xandra is less than thrilled. “Oh, okay.” Walking to the bed, I hold out my hand to her and she takes it. I give hers a reassuring squeeze but despite my napping, I am
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