“But we agreed I wouldn’t—”
“This is different,” he pled, his desperation making Seer bite his grin.
She nodded and turned, then hurried back and kissed his cheek before making her way to Nidev.
“Damn, bruh,” Hurricane chuckled quietly as she went. “You got that leashtight.”
Snickers erupted and not just on the Marsh King’s side. The bat bite had taught the Creole Kings all about the obsession Spook suffered with. Seer had news for them all. It wasn’t anewsymptom.
The brief comedy relief faded when Maggie stood next to Nidev. “She will not ask you to speak.” Nidev said. “She only needs to touch you.”
“Their hand,” she hurried, glancing back at Spook.
Cherie buried her mouth in Seer’s arm. “That poor man.”
“Yes,” Nidev acknowledged. “And once she does, she will translate what she sees onto paper.”
Maggie’s brow furrowed slightly as she turned toward the table. “Where’s the paper and pen? I have to have it ready.”
One of the Creole Kings lifted them in silent answer.
She nodded, sliding up the sleeves on her red sweater, shifting from foot to foot.Lord, still her,Seer prayed at seeing her fear.
“Okay,” she exhaled, turning her focus toward the Pillars.
She shot out for the first one as if some innerit’s go timesignal went off.
Hesitation gone, she stood before Oblivion. “Just your hand,” she reminded.
He stretched out his left one and the room fell entirely silent as she took it in both of hers, closing her eyes. Seer could hear her uneven breaths as her fingers explored all along every inch and crevice, every line and pore.
Ten seconds later, she released it then moved right over to Volkan.
He gave his hand, and she repeated the same touching.
Ten seconds.
Fifteen.
Release and next.
Seer watched, wondering over her quick pace. Was it because she was seeing a lot and needed to draw it or because she wasn’t liking what she saw? Or both?
At Noctis, she paused during touch, angled her head as if listening, then turned his hand over and resumed, sliding her fingers along his skin as if rubbing something in or off. She raised her head and looked right at him. “Youwillknow.”
Nexus was last and he took the longest. She even requested his other hand after many seconds, her gasps coming more frequent. Then she was done.
Seer stilled when she moved to Sinrik, surprising the entire room.
He eyed her. “I’d prefer not—”
“Please,” she begged quietly. “I need to.”
So, she felt it with him too.
Sinrik slowly held his right hand out to her.
“May I have your left?” she whispered.