Faolin stared at me like he thought his eyes were playing tricks on him. “Jesse?”
“What treachery is this?” Bauchan towered over us. He held a sword in one hand and looked seconds away from plunging it into me. My heart banged painfully against my ribs, and I could barely hear over the roaring in my ears.
“Stay your hand, Bauchan,” ordered a commanding voice. Korrigan strode forward. He didn’t hold a weapon, but his glare could have sliced me to ribbons. “Jesse James, what are you doing in the temple?”
Bauchan didn’t wait for me to answer. “She was cloaked by a glamour. No one is strong enough to do that here, least of all someone like her.”
Korrigan nodded gravely, and his eyes pinned me. “You will tell us how you came to the island and how you were able to hide yourself from us.”
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