Jay released his breath with a hard, “Huh.”
I didn’t expect him to wake up. But I was hoping.
“Why did you come in here, Preyuna?”
She rolled Isellta onto his back. “I was looking for someone.” She readjusted the blanket. “I didn’t really think he’d be in here,” She smoothed the blanket across Isellta’s chest. “but I wanted to cancel out all possibilities.”
“What? Did you expect to find him lying in bed with Isellta?”
She shot a glare at him. “I was checking on Isellta while I was in here. Believe it or not, I do not spend every waking moment thinking up ways to hurt my harem member. I am not Mark Caten.”
“I don’t know. You seemed to have rushed in here pretty quickly. What were you doing? Hiding in the kitchen and waiting for me to leave?”
“You are a detestible ig rah hin ya! I just saved Isellta from the pain and agony of feather shaft rot and all I get from you is doubts and insults. A simple thank you would be much appreciated. Not that I really expect such good manners from anyone in this household. That would be expecting far too much.”
Jay approached her and knelt on one knee.
She tilted her head and blinked quickly.
“Thank you for healing his wings. I know it doesn’t really matter. It hasn’t changed anything. He’s still unconscious. He’s still actively dying. But thank you for doing him that small favor.”
Her wings emerged from her back.
Maelin pulled out her phone and checked for any text messages from Jay.
There were none.
She went into her Contacts list and brought up Jay’s name.
Her finger hovered above the Call button.
What can I say? I have nothing new to report. Telling him that I have nothing new to report will only upset him further.
It will not accomplish anything good or useful.
I need to find Robin. Again.
When I do, I will tell him the full truth. I will tell him that Isellta is dying. And he will come.
Jay waited for Preyuna to leave the room. There were some things that the Fey Queen did not need to know.
As soon as she left the room and closed the door, Jay pulled out his phone.
He called Maelin.
He sat on the bed and listened to the phone ring and ring.
Come on, Mae. Pick it up. I need to talk to you. I need you to—
“Mae. I almost made a horrible mistake.”
“What? What’s wrong? What—-”
“I almost killed Isellta.”