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bloody pulp,” Kegan says.  “Grandmother had to use magic to separate them.”
     
    Dagda continues the story.  “It was then that the truth came to light.  Garren expected Isla to be as outraged as he was.  He also expected her to run into his arms and join him in the Dragon realm, leaving her life here behind.”
     
    Yeah, like that was going to happen.  The guy must have been delusional.  “Obviously she didn’t do that.”
     
    He shakes his head.  “No, she did not.  Much to Garren’s surprise, he was the one she was angry with, not her husband.  She was outraged that he would have believed the lies and he had not even asked her if it was true.  She sent him away with a clear message that he was not welcome anywhere near her ever again.”
     
    “So, she hasn’t seen him since?” I ask.
     
    “She saw him one more time.  When he heard that her husband had died, he returned to this realm determined to make her forgive him.”
     
    Isla has never come off as the forgiving sort.  “So she sent him packing again?”
     
    “Correct.”
     
    It all makes sense now.  “Wow.  No wonder she doesn’t want to talk to the guy.” 
     
    “Indeed,” an icy cold voice says from the doorway.  She has the most incredible knack for coming in when the conversation is about her.  I wonder if she’s worked some sort of spell that tells her when her name comes up in conversations. 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 5
     
    “What does he want from you now?” I ask.  “He doesn’t want you to marry him or anything, right?”
     
    I think she’s too angry to answer me so Dagda helps her out.  “He is not asking for quite that much.  He simply wants Isla to give him a chance at convincing her to forgive him.  He wants to be included in the rescue party and wants to be with her at all times while she is in the Dragon realm.”  That doesn’t seem so bad.  So why is Isla so pissed then?
     
    “He has no right to demand anything from me.”  Okay, I guess there’s that. 
     
    “But, if he can help us get Tabitha back you’ll do it, right?”  The look she gives me is a big fat no.  My brows furrow into a frown.  “I know it’s a pride thing, but you made me come here to save Dagda even though he tried to have me killed.  That’s worse than someone taking off because they were too stupid to ask questions.”
     
    “She does have a point, Grandmother,” Kallen says quietly.  He doesn’t even blink when she turns her death stare to him.  Impressive.
     
    “Then how fortunate I have agreed to abide by Garren’s terms.”  If I was standing next to her, I think her words would change me into a giant icicle.
     
    “Um, okay, now that that’s settled,” I rush to say, “is there anything that Kallen and I should be doing for the hand-fasting?”
     
    After a loud exhale of breath she must have been holding to help calm herself down, she says, “The sooner you finish your design, the sooner I can make your dress.”
     
    Crap, I forgot about making my dress.  “Okay, I just have to finish the drawing.”  Or start from scratch since I haven’t really come up with a great idea yet.  Not saying that out loud though.
     
    “Meet me back at the house in one hour,” Isla says curtly before turning around and leaving the room.
     
    Guess I better get busy.  I give Kallen a quick kiss and then go off in search of my drawing pad.  I think I left it in the kitchen when I was in there with Clarice.
     
    After retrieving my pad, I find a quiet spot in Dagda’s library and try to come up with a design that I like.  I decide simple is better.  The dress is Grecian in style with a form fitting bodice that goes to just above my waist before falling into soft silk folds down to the floor.  The dress is sleeveless on one side and the strap on the other is tapered from the bodice to my shoulder.  I imagine myself looking like a Greek goddess in it.  I