forgiven her. It was tucked right there in the turn of her lips. Why was that as endlessly attractive as their arguments?
“I’ll come right back,” Ari promised. She slipped off her watch and put it on Gwen’s wrist. “There are some pictures on there. Something to look at until I get back.”
Kay, Lamarack, and Ari made slow tracks through the frigid tundra. They wore thick, wool Lionelian horse blankets around their shoulders and heads, but it wasn’t nearly enough. The endless rows of graves could barely be seen through the icy black night and whipping cold, but they were everywhere, threatening each step.
And falling down on this planet meant shattered bones.
“This isn’t a prison break!” Lam yelled over the roar of the wind. “It’s grave robbery!”
Kay led the charge through the freezing gusts. He walked too fast, erratically searching. They worked their way to the section that boasted the fresh mound of a mass grave. A slit in the earth beside it revealed a new chasm for those who were currently dying inside the prison walls.
“Fucking Mercer!” Lam stumbled. Their face didn’t look right, and they were from Pluto, used to this sort of deep freeze. “Kay! We can’t stay out here much longer. We’re going to die. Your moms wouldn’t want that!”
“I’m not giving up!” her brother shouted. “Something sparkled over there like one of Merlin’s stupid fireworks. We have to keep going!”
Ari clawed her way closer, took his face in her hands and tried to warm his cheeks with her breath. “Kay, calm down. We have to think about what we can do next.”
“There!” Lam’s voice was weak, but they both heard their urgency. They were pointing at a small, bony hand sticking up out of the mound like a damn nightmare. Ari rushed to it, peeled her gloves off, and clasped the hand.
It clasped back.
They dug at the ground without luck. It was frozen solid, and Ari could see in the distance the laser devices that they must use to dig out the soil—but the machines were far away, and there were definitely prison guards over there.
Ari flung the horse blanket off her shoulders and unsheathed Excalibur. She screamed in frustration as she stuck the sword into the earth around Merlin’s pale, limp hand, using the blade to pry up the ground in great crumbling sections.
When they’d uncovered half of him, Lamarack and Kay took the young magician by the shoulders and hauled him out of the earth with screams of their own. It had become so painful to move—to breathe—that Ari felt like all was already lost. Particularly when Merlin didn’t open his eyes. They rested him on one of the horse blankets, and he looked as far from his bombastic, ridiculous self as possible, his blue flapping robes replaced by a torn, gray uniform.
He bled from a jagged cut on his shoulder that had undoubtedly been caused by Ari’s enthusiastic use of Excalibur as a shovel. She knelt beside him. “Merlin! Merlin, you damn fool, wake yourself up.” She held his cheeks, kissed him on each side. “Come on!”
Ari held his hand up for him, remembering that moment on the moon when he was so terribly beaten by Morgana—and yet still had a little lightning in him.
Merlin’s mouth formed a word Ari couldn’t hear. He pointed one finger toward the howling, black night and managed a small flourish.
In a blast of orange-red, dazzling heat, the entire setting transformed. Kay, Lam, and Ari hid their heads beneath their arms as a sudden, searing light burst forth. Warmth fell over her like a soft rainstorm. They were in a tropical bubble. The frozen ground had turned to warm, yielding sand, and above, a hot, beautiful sun shone. There was no wind here, but—did Ari imagine it?—there seemed to be music. A classical guitar strumming somewhere nearby. There was even a damn palm tree next to Lam.
“What the hell is this?” Kay blustered.
“Bermuda,” Merlin said with a small shrug that made him stumble. “My happy place.”
“We should hurry,” Lamarack said. “I have a feeling that everyone on this sad frozen rock is extremely interested in what’s happening right now.”
“Where are my parents?” Kay yelled.
Merlin motioned to the spot in the mound beside him. “I had to turn them to stone for a little while. Easiest way to fake a frozen death.”
Kay and Lamarack began to dig at the now melting earth, uncovering a mass grave that made them turn their heads away and curse at the staggering loss