He moved through the trees, his steps a whisper against the loamy soil, his magic drawn unerringly toward the human in need.
Toward the young man who was the key to his plan.
The boy stood facing the water, his hands fisted at his sides while he stared at the night sky as if hoping the answer to his troubles could be found among the stars.
Zane smiled, his magic unfurling from his chest to flood his veins. The boy’s fear was heavy in the air. His shoulders bowed beneath the weight of it. He was out of options, out of hiding places, and out of allies.
“You won’t find answers in the stars, Prince Alistair,” he said.
The boy whirled, his dark eyes wild. “Who are you?”
“My name is Zane Regalus”—he leaned closer, his gaze locked on the boy’s—“but some call me the Whisperer.”
“The Whisperer?” The prince’s voice shook. “That’s a bedtime story to frighten children.”
“Oh, I do more than frighten children.” Zane smiled coldly as his magic begged for release. “I give people the deepest desires of their hearts. What do you want, dear boy?”
As if he didn’t already know that the bastard prince and his twin sister had been exiled from their father’s palace upon the birth of the queen’s son—her womb miraculously opened after seventeen years of barrenness thanks to the barga
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