Feeling eyes on me, I turn only to find Brian’s eyes on me
“You feel different,” he says slowly, almost accusingly. “Stronger. Almost like…” He trails off, and I don’t miss the tension in his shoulders. “Almost like Xena.”
Raven steps into the room, a plate of food in her hands. “She’s nothing like Xena,” she says quickly, a protective fire in her voice.
Nyx’s voice stirs in my mind, calm but certain. “That’s because of the scepter. Connecting with it amplifies your power.”
Brian raises his hands in a gesture of surrender, but his eyes never leave me. “I’m not saying she is. I’m saying Xena will feel it. If I can, she definitely can.”
I keep my expression neutral, fingers brushing absently against the table.
“Then let her know,” I say finally, surprising even myself with the steel in
