Tristan held his sword upright. “Let her go first. Let all of my friends go.”

The guards were circling us now; several came around behind us. King Roderick walked toward us but stopped behind the protection of the guards. “You’re not in a position to make demands.”

The sword swayed in Tristan’s hands. He looked from Jane to Hunter and then at King Roderick. “You don’t have to fear the Black Knight anymore. He’s no longer invincible. I can defeat him for you. Isn’t that what you really want?”

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The king rubbed his forehead wearily. “We’ve already seen how you defeated the Black Knight. Don’t make us take the lives of your friends as well as your own.” To me, Tristan whispered, “How fast am I?”

“Not fast enough to save them both,” I said.

Tristan lowered his sword slightly. “Give me your word that you’ll let them go, and I’ll throw down my sword.”

King Roderick conferred with two of the guards near him. I wondered why he needed to talk to them about it.

“Don’t trust him,” I said. “After we’re gone, escape.

We’ll meet in the forest at the cyclops’s caves.” Tristan shook his head. “I just need to explain my power to them. If I save them from the Black Knight, they’ll make me a prince.”

“You don’t have to be a prince anymore,” I said. “I do.

I kissed you, so we switched enchantments.” It hurt to say the next words and they cracked in my throat.

“Chrissy will probably show up in a day or two to take you back home. Make sure you take Hunter and Jane with you.”

Tears flooded my eyes and I hated myself for crying instead of taking my consequences as stoically as Tristan had earlier. It only made it worse to see the alarm in his blue eyes.

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He bent over and brushed his lips against mine.

“There— now you have your power back. I won’t let you be left here forever.”

The tears came harder this time because he’d tried to sacrifice himself for me. I should never have been worried before that he would kiss me if he knew how easy it was for him to get rid of his enchantment. “It only works one way. We can’t switch back the same enchantments.” The king called over, “Lay down your sword and we will release your friends. You have my word.” Tristan didn’t look away from me. “I won’t let Chrissy leave you here,” he said and dropped his sword.

Immediately the guards flanked him, pointing half a dozen swords at his chest and head. One of them yanked me away from Tristan. He dragged me roughly farther away from the castle gates. “Get her coach ready!” he yelled to someone, though I couldn’t see who he was talking to. “Her ladyship is leaving.” He bent his head toward me and sneered at me with rows of crooked teeth. “Her ladyship, the viper. You cost a good man his life this night. I hope you’re satisfied with who you’ve been kissing.” I didn’t answer. It was hard enough to see where I was going in the dark and little rocks and pebbles bit into the soles of my feet. I grabbed my skirt with my free hand and tried to hold it up so I wouldn’t trip.

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The guard went on berating me so loudly that I didn’t realize Jane and Hunter were behind me until we were quite a ways from the castle gates and two guards pushed them in front of me.

Jane’s hair was mussed and her shoulders heaved up and down from crying. Blood dripped from the corner of Hunter’s mouth and he held one hand over his stomach as though in pain. I looked from them to the guards.

“What did you do to them?” I demanded.

My guard pulled me a step farther, his foul-smelling breath close to my face. “Nothing that I won’t do to you if you try and fight me.” He didn’t let me go the way Jane and Hunter’s guards had. His grip bit into my arm.

My coach pulled up in front of us. The horses pawed and panted as if they knew something was wrong. Instead of Scuppers, one of the guards sat on the box seat.

“What did you do with my coachman?” I asked.

The guard jumped off the box seat and held the reins out to Hunter. “He ran off like a frightened dog when he saw us coming for him. Your other man will have to drive the coach.”

Hunter winced, but he managed to climb up on the box seat and hold the reins. “Don’t worry,” I told him.

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Tristan was going to be fine. I wanted to show them that I wasn’t worried, which was hard because my voice trembled anyway.

Once Jane saw that Hunter had made it up onto the box she opened the coach door and climbed inside, leaving the door open for me. I stepped toward the coach but my guard jerked me back. “Not you,” he said, and the next moment he pushed some bitter-smelling rag against my mouth. “We said we’d let Sir Tristan’s friends go. You don’t count as a friend anymore, do you?”

One of the guards slammed the coach door shut, then smacked the lead horse on the flank. The horses raced off down the trail, hauling the carriage behind them. I struggled to get away, but my last vision of them was Jane’s hands pressed up against the window and her mouth opened in a soundless “No!”

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I clawed at the guard’s hands, trying to move them away from my mouth. I kicked at his legs, but with my long dress and bare feet, I didn’t do any damage. The other guards converged around me. One held a rope in his hand. “The king still has need of you,” he told me.

“Doesn’t want us to kill you. It would be a regrettable thing if you struggled so much while we tied you up that we broke your neck.”

I stopped fighting after that.

They tied my ankles and wrists together, and even though I had stopped struggling, they still gagged me.

“It’s best for folk not to know we still have you,” the guard told me. “It looks bad for a king to go back on his word to a knight—aye, and one who’s given his life for the kingdom, at that.”

I didn’t like the way they talked of Tristan as though he were already dead. It made my heart pound even harder than it already was.

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footstep I felt the guard’s shoulder jabbing into my stomach.

Then the guard stopped. I heard voices yelling but they sounded far away. The guard dropped me off his shoulder and without being able to put my hands out in front of me, I hit the ground with a painful thud. The cloaks fell from around me and at first I just saw boots.

Pairs and pairs of guard boots running toward—I strained my neck to see better—running toward the stables.

A horse emerged from the stables. The rider was young and handsome, with blond hair blowing around his shoulders. Tristan. I tried to call out to him but only managed to make a muffled noise. The guards had reached him. With a raised sword, he knocked away one weapon and then another from the men who ran up to him.

“Over here,” I tried to yell to him. I tried to catch his attention but I was just a dark mound lying in the shadows.

Tristan kicked a guard, who sprawled into the others.

Without a glance in my direction, he spurred on his horse and rode across the grounds and out the castle gate, leaving me behind.

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The guards took me to the king’s chamber. I struggled all the way there, hoping to catch sight of Edmond or even of Hugh, hoping they wouldn’t let their father hurt me.

But I didn’t see them.

I was dropped in a corner by an empty fireplace and left to sit there, bound, on the cold stone floor. I strained to hear voices in the castle around me. I wondered where Jane and Hunter had gone. I hadn’t been able to tell them they were supposed to go to the cyclops’s cave.