CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
LOUISA ENDLESS
It had been a long time since I had felt anything besides tired, exhausted, angry, or worried. Being with Nia, even if it was only for the briefest of moments, had made me feel almost light. Laying with her on the blanket in the middle of the maze, I stroked her arm and stared into her beautiful eyes. Goddess, they were something.
“You’re quiet,” Nia commented.
“I’m content,” I answered with a smile.
“Well, I should hope so,” Nia answered, “especially after that performance. Tell me Gatekeeper, would you care for another round?”
“Of course, I would,” I said, making myself sit up on my elbows, “but, regardless of how much I would love that, I have to rescue my sister. The faerie Queen. It’s my duty as gatekeeper, and your duty as her lady-in-
