64

KNIGHT

My head snapped at Zarah. “You don’t have any idea of what I feel right now. Of all people who have lived longer, you should know what losing a mate does to someone.”

“We don’t have much time,” said the stranger.

“How do I know it’s you? We buried you a long time ago. You could be Cyrius, for all I know.”

“Ask your witch.” He turned his head to Zarah and offered his hand. “Go ahead.”

Glaring, Zarah took his hand. She gasped and stilled for a moment before she let his hand go. “You’re Sophie’s great-grandfather?”

“Yes, it seems he is,” Case said. And here I thought he was dead a long time ago.”

“I didn’t die. It was another body glamoured as me.”

“Then where the hell have you been all these years? Why should I trust you to bring my grandchild back?”

“The moment Ophelia was born, I knew someone would always get interested in our family gift and suffer the family curse. Can we talk later? I want to save my great-great-granddaughter, and I have the man who helped find her.