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“A word?”
Daniel nodded for Luce to go on alone, so she did, wondering what Dee didn’t want to say in front of her.
She slipped the lantern’s handle over her forearm, its light swinging as she walked toward the mouth of the cave.
She eased open the stiff lid of the chest and reached inside. A long brown robe was the only thing in it. She picked it up. It was made of heavy wool, thick as a peacoat and musty, like tobacco. When Luce held it up against her body, it looked about three feet too long.
Now she was even more curious about why Dee had sent her away. She set the lantern on the ground and clumsily pulled the robe over her head.
“Need some help?”
Cam had entered the cave as quietly as a cloud.
Standing behind her, he gathered a fold of the cloak’s material and cinched it under the garment’s woven belt.
He knotted it in place so that the hem ended at Luce’s ankles perfectly, as if the cloak had been made for her.
She turned around to face him. Lantern light flickered on his face. He stood very still, in the way that only Cam could.
Luce slid her thumb along the belt he’d knotted.
“Thanks,” she said, moving back toward the entrance of the cave.
“Luce, wait—”
She stopped. Cam looked down at the toe of his boot, kicking the edge of the chest. Luce stared at it, too. She was wondering how she hadn’t heard him come into the cave, how they’d ended up alone.
“You still don’t believe I’m on your side. ”
“It doesn’t matter now, Cam. ” Her throat felt impossibly tight.
“Listen. ” Cam took a step toward her so that there were only inches between them. She thought he was going to grab her, but he didn’t. He didn’t even try to touch her; he just stayed very still and close. “Things used to be different. Look at me. ” She did, nervously. “I may wear Lucifer’s gold on my wings now, but it wasn’t always like that. You knew me before I went that way, Lucinda, and you and I were friends. ”
“Well, like you said, things change. ”
Cam let out a frustrated groan. “It is impossible to apologize to a girl with such a conveniently selective memory. Allow me to venture a guess: As you awaken to your true self, you’re unpacking all sorts of sumptuous memories in which you and Daniel fell in love, and Daniel said this beautiful phrase, and Daniel turned and brooded toward silken silhouettes caressing the tender tips of stars on the horizon—”
“Why shouldn’t I? We belong to each other. Daniel is my everything. And you’re—”
“What does he say about me?” Cam’s eyes narrowed.
Luce cracked her knuckles and thought about the way, early on at Sword & Cross, Daniel’s hand had swept over hers to stop the mindless habit. His touch had been familiar from the beginning.
“He says he trusts you. ”
A pause followed that Luce refused to fill. She wanted to leave. What if Daniel looked over and saw her in this dim cave with Cam? They were arguing, but Daniel wouldn’t be able to tell that from a distance. What did they look like, she and Cam? When she looked up, his eyes were clear, green, and profoundly sad.
“Do you trust me?” he asked.
“Why does this matter right now—”
His eyes shot open, wild and excited. “Everything matters right now. This is the showtime for which all other shows have been a warm-up. And in order for you to do what you need to do, you can’t see me as the enemy. You have no idea what you’ve gotten into. ”
“What are you talking about?”
“Luce. ” It was Dee’s voice. She and Daniel were standing at the mouth of the cave. Dee was the only one smiling. “We’re ready for you!”
“Me?”
“You. ”
Luce was suddenly frightened. “What do I have to do?”
“Why don’t you come and see?”
Dee’s hand was extended but Luce found it difficult to move. She glanced at Cam but he was looking at Daniel. Daniel was still looking at her, his eyes burning the hungry way they did when he was about to sweep her into his arms and kiss her deeply. But