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that is absolutely final.”
    Eavan opened his mouth to say something but she let her expression speak louder than her words. “You do not want to argue with me.”
    She cut her gaze back to Garran. “I have my own condition.” The coiled tension in Hannah’s belly magnified and she had to force her hands to relax on the tabletop. “ No one is to attempt to use any Drow magic on me.”

    A slight smile curved the corner of Garran’s mouth. “Done.”
    â€œNo godsdamn way,” Eavan said as he stood. His chair almost toppled, but Hannah caught it with a quick tug using a rope of her magic.
    â€œSit, Eavan.” Hannah’s glare met Eavan’s as he shot his gaze toward hers. “I made the choice. If it’s the only way we’re going to get the help we need, then I’ll do it.”
    â€œThen I will stay, too.” Eavan made a low growling noise in his throat, his expression thunderous as he scowled.
    Garran’s voice was firm. “Not more than one of your delegation.”
    â€œIt will be me.” Hannah looked at Garran who was once again casually relaxed in his chair with a hint of humor in his smile.
    When Hannah glanced at Rhiannon, she saw that Rhiannon’s lips were parted and she was staring at Garran.
    â€œYou should all go back now.” Hannah pushed her chair from the table. “You have a lot of work to do if we’re going to fight Ceithlenn in San Francisco.” She caught Garran’s eye as he got to his feet. “And we have a lot to do here to make it happen.”
    If eyes could literally twinkle, Garran’s did.
    Eavan grumbled a lot more and Rhiannon scowled, while Keir had the same dark expression that he always did.
    Except when he gazed at Rhiannon. When Keir looked at Rhiannon, it was like the whole world revolved around her and as if she were something treasured and precious to him.
    Sometimes Hannah wondered what it would be like to have a man look at her like that.
    Right . She shook her hair back as they reached the stairs. After all the men who had run through her mother’s fingers like water, and had taken all they could from her, Hannah didn’t believe very strongly in solid, real, loving relationships. She had seen four of her sister D’Anu witches find men who seemed to fit the bill, but she knew it was different for them. She was Selena Wentworth’s daughter. She was different.

    Hannah’s muscles tensed as she spoke to Rhiannon. “I need you to watch over Banshee while I’m gone. Take him to San Francisco when you go back. Please.”
    Rhiannon looked surprised and paused a moment before she said, “No problem. I’ll make sure he’s taken care of.”
    A feeling of relief mingled with sadness flowed through Hannah. She hadn’t been parted from Banshee since he had first come to her. Not like this—for who knew how long. “Thank you,” Hannah said before she took a step back.
    â€œAre you certain?” Eavan’s expression softened and his eyes appeared concerned when he turned to Hannah. A part of her felt touched that he was worried about her.
    â€œOf course.” She forced a smile. “I’m always confident in my choices.”
    Sure you are, her mind whispered, and she mentally slapped it down.
    Eavan gave a single nod before stepping onto the stairs that eventually led up into the sunlight.
    â€œI will see you soon, daughter,” Garran said when Rhiannon glanced at him.
    She studied him for a long moment before she went up the stairs behind Eavan.
    Keir did that old handshake with Garran before following Rhiannon.
    Keep cool .
    Hannah resisted fidgeting and tugging down on her leather shirt. “Are you going to see the Great Guardian now?”
    His silvery-blue hair shimmered in the low lighting when he shook his head. “When it is dark, sweet one.”
    â€œExcuse me?” Hannah folded her arms across