Through Time-Pursuit by Claudy Conn Read Free Book Online

they regarded her. A twinge of guilt trickled through her because she was hiding something. The fact that she was tuned into something she could not name was too disturbing to tell them. She almost felt ashamed. Then all at once Pestale’s scent wafted through her senses and formed a picture in her mind of him …
    And that vision was crystal clear and beautiful with undulating mountains rolling towards a wide, dark lake. “ Ireland —he has gone to Ireland,” she said.
    “What makes ye think so?” Chance shot back.
    “Ireland is delicious and has its own flavor … and scent. I can smell Ireland, and I can see the lake …”
    “Ireland—lake. What lake?” asked Trevor.
    “I am not sure.” She looked at Trevor and avoided Chance’s eyes. He was studying her, and it made her feel uneasy. He seemed to sense that she was holding back. “Let’s look at this from Pestale’s point of view. What do we know about him?”
    “You mean other than the fact that he is an abomination—a murderer?” Trevor spat out irritably.
    “That is part of our problem. We don’t know anything about him, and it would help us locate him if we did,” Royce answered thoughtfully before glancing at Chancemont. After some hesitation, she continued, “Right—we know that he was filled with anger and the need for revenge when he killed …” She gave Chancemont a solemn eye-to-eye look. “When he … took your sister’s life. She had killed his youngest brother to save Trevor’s life. That tells us he is capable of emotion—he, like you, wanted revenge.”
    “ He is nothing like me .” Chance’s voice was a shout that roared through the air. “Lana went after and killed his brother because he was about to kill the man she loved. She was a baby—she didn’t stand a chance against Pestale.” He shook his head, and it was an anguished movement. “ Aye, I want m’revenge , but he is well able to stand his own ground and take me on. She was no match for him.” Chance looked away from Royce and went quiet.
    She wanted to reach out and touch him and did in fact take a step towards him. He turned and eyed her from brows drawn together, and she touched his hand. “Yes, you are right, but let’s focus on him —get a feel of where he might go. The Dark Fae are usually devoid of emotion, empathy, but this Dark Prince seemed to have cared about his youngest brother—about the loss of his brother, and it certainly moved him to action.”
    Royce took to pacing as she spoke and turned to frown up at Chance. “It is very possible that he still has feelings for his remaining brothers and Queen Morrigu. After all, they are all this Dark Prince has ever had, all he’s known. If he has even the slightest feelings for them, he would want them with him. He would work as hard to be reunited with them as he would to stay out of our reach while he formulates his plans—whatever those plans are. Perhaps his goals are different than the goals Gaiscioch had outlined. But whatever the goals, he will need a portal to help his brothers escape the Dark Realm.”
    “You are suggesting that that he has genuine feelings,” Trevor growled. “I don’t believe that. He is a Dark Fae … no empathy, no emotions—”
    “I disagree,” said Chance quietly. “I think m’wee princess has a point. Pestale was different than his brothers. He led them, but he did care when m’Lana killed his brother. We saw it —he was enraged. We would do well to remember that, because we might yet be able to use it against him in the future. If he can feel rage, he can feel other emotions.”
    “Point taken,” said Trevor. “So the question remains, why Ireland, because the why of it may give us the where exactly.”
    “He will need a very special portal,” Royce said as she tried to form a picture of the portals the queen had already removed from Ireland. “As I recall, my brother said they had removed a very large sarsen portal from a secret island in