His Wicked Charm by Candace Camp

His Wicked Charm by Candace Camp

Author:Candace Camp
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HQN Books
Published: 2018-01-18T20:43:05+00:00


CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

“WHAT? CON, REALLY...”

“No, wait, hear me out.” He raised his hands conciliatorily. “You said yourself you hadn’t walked in your sleep in ages, but it started after we arrived here. Maybe it’s because we’re searching for the key.”

“How could it possibly have anything to do with that?”

“What if you heard or saw something about the key when you were very young, and you’ve forgotten it over the years? You might not have realized it was important. But that knowledge is buried deep in your memory, and your sleeping mind remembers it.”

“My mind is sending me to retrieve your key?” Lilah asked skeptically.

“It’s not my key. It’s yours. Maybe you have a connection to it.”

“The key is not calling to me to find it,” Lilah retorted flatly. “I would know if I had some connection to it.”

He shrugged. “Maybe. But there’s a reason you started sleepwalking again when you returned to this house.”

“The house is making me walk in my sleep? It has some kind of power over me? You sound like Aunt Vesta.”

“Maybe she has a point. What if there is a force at work here that we don’t recognize? Or don’t understand?” He reached out and took her hands, saying seriously, “Don’t dismiss what I’m about to tell you. I’ll swear on anything you want that I’m not playing a bizarre jest. I’m serious.”

“Very well.” Lilah regarded him warily.

“That room last night in the tower—I recognized it.”

“What? How could you—” Lilah’s chest tightened.

“I’ve dreamed about it. Many times.”

“I don’t understand. You’d never seen it before. How could you dream about it?”

“Exactly... How did I know what it looked like? Why did I dream about it?”

She frowned. “Are you sure? Sometimes I’ll feel as if I’ve had a dream before, but I can’t remember when. I think it’s just some trick of the mind.”

“This is no trick of the mind. I’ve dreamed about that room. Ask Alex when he returns. I’ve described it to him. I had it the night before he got married and several times before that. Because of the clocks and the...the feeling of panic, I dismissed it as nerves. I assumed I was worried about being late, doing something wrong and spoiling Alex’s wedding ceremony.”

“That’s understandable. When you walked into the tower, you saw a room full of clocks, and it reminded you of the one in your dream.”

“It didn’t remind me of it. It was the room in my dream. The walls were all curved. There were clocks on the walls and in cabinets. I saw that window, that desk. The only thing different was the staircase. In my dream, there was no way out.”

“But, Con...”

He quirked an eyebrow. “Do you think I’m lying?”

“No! No, I don’t, but... There must be some explanation.”

“I’m sure there is. But not the rational, cut-and-dried explanation you would accept. I think I was meant to see it.”

Lilah grimaced. “Meant by whom?”

“Or what.”

“You think the house reached out to you? That it has some power? Or maybe one of Aunt Vesta’s buried strands of energy sent a message to you?”

“I don’t know.



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