Chapter 3

PaisleyI did not expect Lincoln to show up here and basically ask me for answers that only I would be able to give him. I don’t know what to tell him, already knowing everything that is about to happen, and it is not going to be pretty. I know what I have been through already and I know that something is coming for him. I make him some tea, handing it to him as I take a seat. I notice his eyes flicker over me as a blush stains his cheek before he quickly looks away. When I look down, I see that my breasts are a bit exposed but not enough that he’s seeing everything.

Well then, isn’t he adorable?

“So, what help do you need from me, Prince Lincoln?” I ask him softly, seeing how he looks at me with surprise, “I thought that I was going to have to find you, but you found me first. I have been plagued by nightmares of what is to come.”

“I think someone is after me.” He explains to me, shaking his head, “I know it might sound crazy, but I have this strange, odd feeling that someone is going to do something to me. I am worried about what might end up happening to me and I can’t leave my kingdom unprotected. Can you help me?”

I purse my lips, knowing I don’t have many answers, “someone is after you. I know it is a man, but his face is blocked. This could be that the person has magical powers as well and I’m afraid I’m unable to do anything about that.”

He doesn’t look happy about that, frowning deeply, “What do you suggest that I do? I can’t live in fear of being killed. I need to find him before it is too late.”

“I understand.” I assure him, “I know this isn’t easy but you’re going to have to figure this out. I’m sure it is someone that you would least expect.”

He tilts his head to the side, “why?”

“Because in my vision, it seems like you trust them.” I explain to him, “So they have to be someone close to you.”

“Wow, and that could be numerous people.” He grumbles, really looking lost in thought, “Can you give me any description about them? I don’t know if there’s anything that I can do about it. I know that there’s only so much I can do about it though.”

“I don’t know, he wasn’t very big. I’d say on the leaner side.” I explain to him, fiddling with my fingers about it, “I guess I should say that he seemed to be tan, and it looked like he was making sure that you would be able to do something with him. Like he was convincing you to go on a run with him where he would end up stabbing you in the back when you were far away.”

His jaw drops as he is looking at me like I am crazy, “what do you mean by that? How is it even possible? I don’t think that I would be so keen on accepting someone like that, but it has become pretty obvious to me that it has to be someone that I really do know. I hope that you might be able to help me figure this out though if you’ll help me.”

I don’t know how I can help him though, “what do you mean though? How can I help you? What would I even be able to do?”

He purses his lips, and he looks at me curiously, “I’m not completely sure but maybe you can go with me. I don’t know if that’s what to do but maybe if you see them, something will jog your mind?”

I don’t know if I like that, pursing my lips, “what do you mean? I don’t know if that is a good idea, Prince Lincoln. I am not very well known in certain ways and it’s very possible that they might see me as a ‘sham’. I know what they say about me.”

“You do?” He asks me curiously.

“Why wouldn’t I?” I finally ask him, feeling a bit more curious about this, “I mean, I know what they say about someone like me. I might be a shifter, but I am different. I have many powers to do things very unexpected and I know that I have visions, but it doesn’t matter how truthful I am about them, of course, I can’t do anything about it. But at least I can know that I tried.”

“I don’t understand it, especially if you’re doing the right thing.” He murmurs softly, giving me a look that sends butterflies in my stomach, “If there is any way that I can help, please let me know that way I can do my best to help you. I want you to feel safe in this.”

“My mother was killed because of her visions.” I explain to him, making him look at me like I’m crazy, “by the Royal family at that. Of course, I don’t expect you to do anything about it, but I hope that you can make sure it doesn’t happen to me.”

“If you can help me, find the bastard out to kill me, I will do WHATEVER you want.” He assures me, a husky tone in his voice that sends a shiver down my spine, “I promise.”

I know that I should say no but I’m trying to make sure that I can do everything in my power to get this right. I thought that this would go really badly but it seems like he wants to test the waters and see what I do about it.

Of course, two can play that game.

“Sure.” I murmur softly, holding out my hand to him, “Let’s get this done.”

I just hope that I don’t live to regret it.