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The Red Snake Man. I'd seen a red snake tattoo just the other day-on Art. He'd had that on one arm and a raven on the other. "It's another shaman, one who lives very close to where the crossroads around here opens up in my world." He was also the shaman who had told me to my face he knew nothing about gentry girls. I came to a halt by the horses and absentmindedly stroked the side of mine. She looked back and sniffed me. "But why? Why would he take a gentry girl? Or more than one? His job is to get them out of our world. I could see him banishing them out of the human world....That might traumatize her, but that doesn't sound like what happened. She disappeared from this world. She made it sound like she didn't want to be in the human world."

Dorian snorted. "Eugenie, where in your jaded existence did you pick up this naïvete? If a human took one of our girls, it'd be for the same reason we'd take one of theirs. For the same reason any man would abduct a girl."

I blanched at his implications. "But more than one?"

"He wouldn't be the first man to prefer-ah, how shall we say it? Variety."

I couldn't see it of Art, not the Art who happily tended his garden and offered us beer and pop. He'd known Roland for years. They'd worked together. Was Art truly a kidnapper and rapist? Or was the girl just traumatized from being banished? It could be a pretty horrific experience.

I grimaced, feeling a sharp twisting in my stomach. I'd come too close to rape already in my life to treat even a hypothetical situation lightly. Was Moria a victim? Were there others like her out there? Maybe it wasn't truly Art...and yet, her words had dark implications. The human blood. A mark like mine. The Red Snake Man. The crossroads to Yellow River. He had to be involved; I just didn't know how.

I gave the horse one last pat and then mounted. "I have to get home," I said, turning back to Dorian and Rurik. There was some mistake here, some mix-up. Art wasn't involved in this. He couldn't be, at least not in the way Dorian had suggested. "I have to talk to someone. Immediately."

I waited for the requisite Dorian joke, but none came as he mounted his own horse. "Then we go different ways. Be careful, Eugenie." For some reason, frankness and concern from Dorian was more disconcerting than his usual banter.

"If I'm right about this, then it's a human matter. Should be a cakewalk compared to what I deal with around here."

Dorian shook his head. "I'd have to disagree. Give me demons and restless spirits any day over human deceit. But if you need help, I'm here. Just ask."

Again, there should have been a joke here. I glanced away, troubled by the way he looked at me. "Thanks. Hopefully it'll be a simple matter." How exactly? That I didn't know. I wasn't sure that roughing Art up would really accomplish anything-if he truly was at fault here. "See you later, Dorian."

He nodded by way of a farewell. Then: "And of course, my dear, you may kill as many humans as you like, but please try not to harm any more of my subjects. If you can help it." There it was, at last. The joke.

"Noted," I said. I attempted a glare, but there was a smile on my lips as I did.

I set a hard pace back to my castle and the gateway that would bring me back to my own world. Crossing over at the Yellow River one would have been faster, but I needed to go to my home in Tucson and prepare myself before facing Art. Rurik matched my pace easily and mercifully stayed silent. He'd watched me and Dorian together the way a child watches his or her divorced parents, in the hopes that Mommy and Daddy might make amends someday.

My whirling thoughts made the trip go fast-as did the land's quick route today-and we were greeted with a commotion when we reached the castle's outer borders. A group of guards came tearing toward us, and my heart seized. What now? A siege? Demons? Kiyo? Yet as they got closer, I could see that the guards almost looked...enthusiastic.

"Your majesty! My lord! We found her."

Rurik and I drew our horses to a halt and climbed down. I felt my legs scream and knew