He smiled curiously down at Riona, as if this was a kind of joke. “Does he know?”

His eyebrows lifted. His lips parted slightly. A nod. An agreement passed between them as she held out her hand.

This was no dream. The fae had come for her.

“I don’t want you to think of something,” she said tiredly. “I just wanted you to know.”

He planned. He trained. He waited with purpose until the guards showed weakness.

“You’ll have a more difficult time arresting me,” she warned him coolly.