Chapter 24

Chapter

Twenty-Four

AGATHA

A t some point, the king had been brought into the chateau and settled in his new home. Laurent had also gotten the Druids and soldiers settled on the sprawling lawn and hills to camp. Agatha had been too busy helping Dulci and Anne prepare food to notice how far the moon had risen in the sky.

Arielle came up behind her in the kitchen, startling her enough to drop the ladle she carried. "Apologies, Aggie, but—" Grimm's sweet sister bit her lip. "I know it isn't my place to say, but your mother's journals, the ones that I sensed her presence in…"

"Yes?" Agatha set her ladle aside and wiped her hands off on a towel.

"I think Seleste might need them tonight. The First Sisters, I mean. I think all four of you do, my brother included."

Agatha regarded this Death Seer—Life Seer, as she should be called. "Did she say something?" But of course, she didn't have to. Shouldn't have had to. Agatha should have seen it herself.

"No," Arielle said softly. "But I can feel it on her."

"Say no more. Will you let Sorscha and Winnie know it's time? I'll go find Grimm and Seleste."

Agatha started to walk away, but Arielle called after her. "She's in the woods. There is a little cabin there, I think. And— I don't think she'll want to leave it tonight."

"Of course. We'll meet her there, then."