Turning to Raum, Bettina said, "If Mathar couldn't find the Vrekeners and you knew a tracker like Cas never would, then you never truly expected to uphold your end of our bargain!"
Pulling at the collar of his breastplate, Raum said, "I had inside information from a very reliable source."
Morgana sneered, "How. Convenient."
"And what about you?" Bettina turned on her godmother. "Vow to the Lore that you have my power! Now, Morgana."
"Freakling, I dispatch the orders." Rattle rattle RATTLE. "I do not receive them."
Bettina sank down on the divan once more. "So you don't. Both of you tricked me."
"I, too, have inside information," Morgana said so smoothly.
"Bullshite, harlot!"
I'll never get my power back. But she would still be queen in two nights.
Seeing Raum and Morgana and even Cas like this made her realize she had depended on them far too much. They were fallible, just as she was.
Even without her power, Bettina had better start thinking like a queen. Before they could start up again, she said, "What will happen now? Will the Vrekeners retaliate?"
"We'll be lucky if they don't descend upon us for this," Raum said. "I'd ordered my demons to do this quietly. If they were ever to reach Skye Hall, they were supposed to make the four disappear-not spill Vrekener heads in front of all and sundry of the Lore!"
"The vampire acted alone," Morgana pointed out, sitting once more. "No one can prove otherwise."
"Let them descend upon us!" Cas snapped. "Then maybe I'll get the chance to actually bloody my sword with one of their ilk. We're Deathly Ones, and we've been too long without war. We are fierce, and we can trace. They should fear us."
Raum gazed away. "They're like locusts, Caspion, a plague from the heavens. If word of this gets back to them . . . It was badly done, is all I'm saying."
"It was perfectly done," Morgana said. "How better to signal to the Vrekeners that we know how to reach their lair? They are not invulnerable. Perhaps now they'll think twice about ravaging an Abaddonae royal! Or hunting my subjects like dogs!" Inhaling through her nose, she said, "This conversation is finished, Raum. Your 'girl' is about to be queen. There will be no chaperone. Nothing more need be said. Now, go get ready, freakling."
Raum turned to Bettina, his expression weightier than she'd ever seen it. "Understand me, Tina, the blood contract of the tournament will compel me to give you and your medallion to the winner. If the vampire seduces you, Gourlav will kill you-and there won't be anything I can do to stop him."
"So certain I won't win the tournament, Raum?" Cas shook his head in disgust. "You each know where I stand with all this. I leave now."
"Cas, wait!" Bettina caught him before he traced. "Walk me back to my spire?"
Morgana called from the divan, "Have fun tonight, freakling. Try not to sully the vampire too hard."
Once Bettina and Cas were alone, he said, "I still can't believe Daciano found them! I spent sixty godsdamned nights combing plane after plane."
She frowned at his surly tone. And you're so young. Just like me. Seeing Cas like this made her abundantly aware of her own young age.
Maybe she had confused having someone in her heart with giving her heart to another. "Aren't you happy that they're dead? That I won't have to fear at least those four?"
Caspion held up his hand to stop her. "Just don't."
When they neared her door, she said, "Please don't be angry with me."
He stopped, turning to her with a frown. "Did Daciano get your blood that first night? Or were you with him again? When you knew it wasn't me?"
She whispered, "I was with him again."
"I promised to be faithful!" He cast her a wild-eyed look. "But you didn't return that promise, did you? Do you know how difficult it is for a male demon to go without sex? Have you never wondered why there are eleven restaurants in Rune and twenty-three brothels?"
"I'm sorry! I never intended to do anything with him. I got caught up, and the next thing I knew, we were kissing."
"Just like Morgana said, it's called seduction. I'm well versed in it." His fists clenched, his forearms bulging. "Did he come to your rooms again?"