[This post is from Marin’s point of view.]
“Marin, can I—is this a bad time?”
I took a deep breath and looked toward Cameron and Neve, whose approach slowed as they got a good look at Seamus and I. I took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly, massaging my temple.
Regardless of everything else, you’re still one of two people that are actually in charge around here. I gave Seamus a tight smile, then turned back to Cameron and Neve. “No, it’s fine,” I said. “What’s the matter?”
“We just needed to talk to you and Thom, that’s all,” Cameron said, his hand tightening around Neve’s. “It’s kind of important.”
“if it’s about what Aoife’s planning to do, you don’t have to tell me, I already know that she wants to go off and murder the Hecate and bring my brother back, assuming she doesn’t decide that he’s the enemy too.”
Neve blinked. “My cousin wants to do what?”
I shook my head quickly. “Never mind. What did you need to talk to me about, if it’s not that?”
Cameron and Neve exchanged a look, then Cameron took a deep breath. “It’s probably better if we talk to you and Thom at the same time.”
Why does that make me nervous? I frowned, but nodded. “Okay. If you don’t want to tell me without him, that’s fine. Let’s go find him and then we can talk.”
“I saw him heading out to the barrows with Jameson,” Seamus said quietly. “Leinth was going to meet them out there.”
I took a quiet breath and nodded. “Right, then. That’s where we’ll go.”
I moved the kettle a little further from the flames, abandoning all thoughts of the mug of tea I’d been hoping for before Hurricane Aoife had arrived and shattered that plan. Just thinking about what she wanted to do was enough to make a dull throb rise in my temples and behind my eyes.
If Matt gets hurt and she’s the cause, I’m never going to forgive her. I don’t know what I’ll do to her, but something’s going to happen—I don’t care whose sister she is and if Phelan approves or not. He’s my brother and she’ll have done something we all told her not to do.
We’ve exiled people for that before and we’ll do it again if we have to.
I just hoped against hope that it wasn’t going to come to that.
“Come on,” I muttered, already starting to walk away. “Let’s go find them.”
